I begin to once again feel the pulse of the drum through the floor. I see movement out of the corner of my eye and my heart stops. We are reflected in... the broken shards of glass that make up the mosaic on the wall beside me. The sharp edges show hints of skin, breast, stomach, shoulder, ass. All moving in rhythm with the band, the pulsation of the crowd, the thrusting of his hips. I feel him lean over me, his mouth near my neck. I feel his breath, hot against my skin and it sounds like ‘yes’.. Nly allowing himself to sulk for a couple minutes Felix finally showeredand put on clothing. He wandered down to the lab and, wondering if hecould get access, tried the thumb pad. The display turned green and thedoor quickly slid open for him. 'When in the world did Lucy program myinformation in to the system?' He thought to himself.He went over to the computer Dr. Nguyen was working on before "his"conversion and saw that it wasn't password protected. It appeared asthough a program was left. He worked it slowly with a look on his face that told me he was enjoying every inch of my cunt. Perspiration began to bead on his forehead as he increased the tempo of his strokes, grunting at times when he took his long deep plunges into my body. I was making a lot of noises too. I moaned and groaned to the pleasure of his cock sliding like grease inside my cunt. I cried out, often begging him to fuck me harder and faster.He heard my cries and delivered the full package, fucking me hard and. And my own cock had grown enormous, as well. Never had I felt such a lust for some one, or some thing. It pushed forcefully into my rectum and began a fierce pace of fucking my asshole. As that happened another tentacle was twisting and jacking my cock. Using me. Using all of me.And I was unable to understand my own passion. The entity, with its face of a goddess, was kissing my mouth and I kissed back. The tongue went into my mouth, down my throat, and gagged me on its black, acidic flesh. It.