But she stroked me to see how “big” I’d get. She though I grew a “fair” amount. Then she had a proposal. She though I was really cute, nice ...guy, but I’d never ever fuck her. She preferred big cocks, really big cocks. She was a super size queen (she has one of those tattoos, a spade with with a Q in it, just above her pussy). I didn’t know what that meant, she had to explain. She preferred at least 8 inches and thick. BUT, she wanted me to be a part of a threesome, with her black boyfriend.. All fear, all inhibition had fled from both of them.Lacie arched and writhed, trying to guide the tip of his cock exactly where she wanted it. Now as deep as it would go. Now tickling the very edge of her pussy. Now seeking out and finding that, oh, that very special place. She could feel him matching his glans to her nub. Nothing she'd imagined on her own could compare with this. Then he left that nub. With his hands; he clasped Lacie's bottom, trying to thrust the penis in her vagina as deep,. She got hold of an automatic rifle and even though it was an unfamiliar weapon the demon did not care. Eons of fighting gave instincts that more than made up for the lack of direct training with the weapon. Using her fighting skills to take out those who were close and using the weapon to shoot people at distance they advanced. The enemy had still not managed to hit her with any of their shots, her nimble form being a hard target in the crowded corridor.Jennifer's charge forward was stopped. A look, mind you, that was duplicated on the caregiver’s face. I mentally banished both of them to someplace unpleasant while I struggled to talk with Hollis and keep my composure while doing it.After dinner, Hollis cleared the table, and, since it was his turn to wash dishes, I saw my chance. “I’m going to make sure I shut the master off on the One-Fifty,” I called out. I had been checking the comm radio earlier that day (yep, it was still dead), so it was a convenient reason to go outside. I.