I moaned and squirmed. Part of me wanted to give in and enjoy the monster's molestations.But I couldn't. I had to keep fighting."Matar, help!" I praye...d to the hermaphroditic goddess of nature. She had birthed elves along with the four other hermaphroditic races. The basilisk's tongue licked over and over. It seemed to love my pussy juices. My hips bucked against his tongue and hard beak. "Matar's big cock!" I cursed as the pleasure oared through me.The basilisk's hard beak pressed into my. Joel’s mouth hung open as he stared at the hard bodied wife. She quickly grew impatient, “Well? Is our computer fixed Joel?”The young employee cleared his voice, “Let me show you what I found,” as he walked past the hard bodied wife and into the kitchen where he sat down at their table. Katie couldn’t help but shake her head at the complete absurdness of the situation. She glanced down again at her watch as he opened it carefully as it began to power on and sat his folders next to the. The Gastown area of the city. Still great shopping and food but less expensive, barely. Gastown is named after a seaman ( nsert joke here) named "Gassy Jack" Appropriately his prominent statue is perpetually covered in bird poop, a tourist "must see".Once there, she migrated to Calvin Klein's...of course, she did! I glanced at a dress in a nearby boutique, hideously splattered with splotches of many colors, like something found at a Jackson Pollack yard sale. It was honestly the ugliest. On the rare occasions we still did it, my husband was far more interested in returning to the television or checking his tablet then holding his wife. I needed to stop spying; this was wrong. I was about to back out of the room, I really was, when the woman moved; she was getting out of bed. Overcome with curiosity, I kept watching. Her body was firm and nice, but not that of a teenager. Who was she? She stood, grabbed a light robe from atop a chair, slipped it on, then turned towards the.