She placed the handbag on one side of her desk and went to her dresser.The peach sari that she wore came off unravelled as she removed the folds down ...her front. She released the drawstring on her petticoat, and let it fall to her ankles. As she unbuttoned her blouse to roll off its sleeves, she realized how damp it was from her sweat. Gathering the garments she had just shed, she tossed them into the laundry basket.Having stepped into the bath, she studied herself in the mirror. Standing in her. .. sorry luv," and then walked around behind her. To her surprise, he merely changed sides, now standing on her right, leaving the bar stool open for Mattie's return. "Can I buy you another?" he asked. Anna realized she had already finished her first drink, and while waiting for Mattie's return with the news if this was going to be an early night or not, hadn't as yet ordered another."Yes, thank you," she found herself saying, surprised to some degree that she had, though again the smile she. I grip my cock, now swollen to a good foot long, red and lubricated from her thick spit and my sticky cum. I place my head in front of her tiny asshole. The circumference of my dick is about five times that of her asshole. I began pushing, with little luck. As she moans I am now pulling her hips onto mine as hard as my big biceps will work, and her ass begins to slowly open up."FUCK MY ASS!" she yells, now shaking with excitement. I push harder as her asshole opens, my head now barely inside. There wasn't much of her to be seen. Her head and arms were exposed while the rest of her was just a bump under the duvet. A clear plastic tube trailed from one nostril and was connected at the other end to the complex machinery left behind by the doctors after they'd pumped out her stomach. She was awake but looked almost as much like a zombie now as when she'd arrived at Eden's principal London address a couple of days ago. And that was before she'd injected herself with what she must have.