.Aur 1 min baat wo bathroom main aa gai aur maine sabun diya wo laga ne lagi kya maza aa raha tha mera lund 90 digree main khada ho gaya main bola ye ...mouka acha hai jo ho ga wo dekha jai ga aur maine shower chalu kar diya mami boli ye kya kar diya main bhigg rahi hoo maine apna towel utra aur nanga ho gaya aur apna haath un ke kamar pe rakha uho boal ne lagi ye kya kar rahe ho.Main bola pls ek baar aur wo mujhe boli main chilaugi main ne unke haath main apna lund diya aur unke hoth ko kiss kar. She needed information, she needed to know what was happening so she would know if it were possible to do something, anything. Her moment of indecision was interrupted by the door opening again, and Vlad entering the cabin, dressed in a pressure suit and carrying a second, smaller suit in his hand.A detached corner of her mind noticed that Vlad didn't even look twice at the way she was dressed and she supposed that it made sense. He had seen her naked, abused, tortured and raped. Undergarments. As she was laying on the ground, one of the tentacles approached her nipples. She gave out a shriek of surprise as the sticky, wet limb touched her. Another one soon followed which started caressing her neck. More followed, touching her flat belly and her back. As she was starting to get used to the touching and seemingly enjoy the treatment, another tentacle, but of a different shape and a needle as its ending, injected something into her suddenly tensed up body.The tentacles now started. The family frequently remained in the kitchen screaming at each other all night until they became exhausted or ran out of things to say. They fought, but then, the next day continued on with their lives as though nothing had happened. The difference was significant, because in Cecilia's family the constant fights didn't lead to any worsening of the over-all relationship between her relatives. The Sanchez's did not really like or get along with each other, but things in the household never got.