A few savage tugs and Heinlein's clothes were ripped off his body.The demon looked at him and slowly licked her full lips.The two twitchers shoved him... and Heinlein tumbled over the lip and into the depression. The surface was so smooth he slipped and slid straight down to where the demon waited at the centre. His feet came up against something soft and slick that both gave and pulsed with liquid movement.Her body.He tried to jump to his feet, but before he could a thick flexible tail slithered. I want to moan Please. I can feel that word on my breath but it’s inaudible. It’s a fantasy. I’m saying it in my head, in my fantasy, and he can’t hear me, so he won’t fuck me. He is going to keep telling me how to stand and how to arch my back. I have my back arched, my ass out, I am holding my lips open and I slide my finger along my clit and I moan.“Please.”He is looking at the camera, but I know he is looking at me through the camera. There is no eye contact. I want to get myself off right. Too much attention makes them vain and lazy. They just don't have to try very hard.Naomi had spectacular breasts with nipples like locker room clothes' pegs. I told her so.“Kyle says that too,” she simpered. “Except he says I've got great tits.”Smooth talking Kyle, hey.So I lied to her, “They keep me awake at night," I rolled her nipples, big and hard, between my finger and thumb.“Ooh, really?” she breathed, “Tell me more.”“They drive me crazy,” I said, not altogether truthfully. “Totally,. We entered together. Heads were turning. People pointing andcommenting. We were creating quite a commotion. The person running thekareoke saw me and threw a light on me and said"Ladies and gentlemen -- Miss Shania Twain!"The place erupted with applause, whistling, etc.. I made my way throughthe crowd to the bar. All the way, more guys hitting on me, womencommenting how great I looked, etc.. I finally made it to the bar to getKaren and I drinks when the bartender told me that two guys on.