She smiled in a devious manner in return."Sara be a good girl and get on your knees and lean on the couch so I can fuck you some more," he told her.Sa...ra quickly complied and even wiggled her ass in the air like an invitation. While his wife sat on the couch next to Sara, he knelt and pushed into her now slightly less tight pussy and began to work it again. His wife leaned down, spread Sara's cheeks and began to lick her little rosebud. She felt Sara flinch but she continued lapping her tongue. _Holyfuck..._It wasn't my first wet dream. I mean, I'd been through puberty and all.But I felt like I must have come a gallon as I weakly stumbled out ofbed and towards the shower, hoping the water would clear my head. "Karen, huh?" I mused, turning on the water, letting it get nice andhot. "Must be the blood donor... she's a spirited one, it looks like, soI'm probably safe..."I didn't realize until I'd stepped out of the shower that I'd not usedmy usual shampoo. I'd used my Mom's shampoo and. She could feel the hard twines following rubbing against her lips; moving, animated like swaying the storks in the cornfields above her head." Oh god it's moving deeper ughh, uggggggghhhhhhhhh!" Zzzzzzzzz yes it is alive! This creature feeds off sensation." The bug's collective mind explained. "Once inside it will zzzstimulate you to a peak and then feedzzz."The internal egg began to pulse! Slow beacon like vibrations the glowing brightening with each one, showing faintly through her hard gut.. . I'll wait outside"."Rubbish!" I replied. "I was wet and cold and I reckon you should do the same". She fumbled, unsure of what to do. She was wet also Heather. I stood her up, pulled down her slacks and panties. I supposed that triangle of dark hair was the key that opened the door. My cock sprung up, I pushed her back and within seconds had rammed my prick to the utter depth of her cunt; boy did she buck. I supposed you would say, she fought; but I was in and I wasn't getting of, despite her.