“You were afraid you might change – evolve – like Tara did.”
“Well, what if that happens?” Tanya asked. “You not supposed to teleport parts of your capture net away so you can be more comfortable while I drill lots of little holes in you.”
“Oh, sorry,” Tanya grinned. Porn sex She let loose a wail to match the sound of the drill as Frank shoved the twirling drill bit up through the bottom of her breast. Tanya started to pull away for an instant, curious about his actions, then realized what he was reaching for. She began arching and bucking her belly against the drill as though she was trying to fuck it as Frank raised and lowered it, making several deep, spurting holes across her abdomen. You know? “Somehow I feel that you’re not really into any mutilation this afternoon.”
“Well, a lot happened today,” Tanya said, sliding down to leave the torn net hanging while Frank caught her in his arms. I don’t quite understand that.”
“I don’t either,” Frank said.
