She grunted something as an answer, but I could not make sense of it since she had her mouth full of my cock. I reached out and touched her back, with...out letting go of my cock, she lifted her ass of the bed and got on her knees next to me with her ass pointing at me. I ran my hand over her butt and down to her thigh. She spread her legs apart so that I could touch her inner thigh. I ran my hand back up along the inside of her thigh and found a bare pussy. My fingers found a very wet pussy. She garnered a few brief stares, but was completely oblivious to anything but the horrible situation she had gotten herself into. She certainly was in the mood for alienating everyone. She would go home, throw a TV dinner in the microwave and watch a movie. It didn’t matter what movie—just something to calm her nerves, a comedy perhaps. Goddess knew she needed a damned good laugh right now. She was in such deep thought that she did not hear Matilda calling to her as she entered her building.. Hard. Spasm after spasm racked my body, and I could feel my semen come out (no pun intended) she groaned, and took it all-- without complaint. And still, her head kept pumping. Still, my head kept pumping. It got to the end, and died away as suddenly as it had arrived. "My turn, maybe?" I heard her say. I smiled with my eyes closed, and replied jokingly. "Don't you think we ought to go home soon? Our parents will be wondering where we are, and..." I didn't even get a chance to finish. She had. In any event, she trusted that the pterodactyl wasn't interested in eating her, anymore.The pterodactyl sat back, her body comfortably sated, and looked around. The pale little slug creature was lying back as though offering herself as a meal on some sort of artificial platter that held it off the ground. But things were clicking together in the pterodactyl's mind – this mental connection between them was very similar to the mental contact she'd had with her unknown friend – the one she'd.