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“You can change your form?” he asked. “No talk, just eat.” She grabbed the plate of food from him and sat at the table. The chair creaked as she sat down, something that Jacob automatically attributed to being his fault. She had sat in the chair he often did, but he smiled knowing that within the next few days, new furniture would be here. BDSM His thoughts were interrupted suddenly by slurping noises. Jacob had cooked a few different vegetables, a couple of steaks and some baked potatoes for their meal. As he watched her, he saw that he wouldn’t be eating anything he fixed as already most of the food looked devoured. “Is it good?” he asked. She mumbled some sort of reply. It was incomprehensible with the slurping and smacking sounds. For a being of sex, she sure seemed to be one of gluttony instead. That thought made him chuckle to himself. “I’m done,” she said leaning back in the chair. She let out a burp and he remembered there wasn’t a drink. Turning quickly, he brought her a glass of sweet tea. She took it and drank it enthusiastically. Feeling dismissed, he walked away from her and headed back upstairs in amazement of what happened. Granted, he registered that she had put on some clothes at least. They looked a bit big on her, but he asian did think she looked cute. With the black hair and freckled light skin, she seemed to have found the perfect human form. Jacob went back to his parents bedroom to check on everything. Much to his surprise, the room look untouched. Even looking in the bathroom, he noticed that nothing had been left for discovery. “I moved it all into your room,” she said, making him once again jump in surprise. “You seem tits to worry too much.” “Jesus,” he hissed turning to her. “I know you have problems with your father,” she spoke as a matter of fact. “I don’t like how anxious it makes you.” “Well, I did order new furniture for the place to help out, but this room belonged to both him and my mother.” “Where is she?” The woman, as he didn’t know what else teen to call her, asked hard questions fast. He sat on the toilet while she leaned against the door frame of the bathroom. “She died.” “I’m sorry to hear that,” she spoke. “Based on the memories of the one I absorbed, it explains your physical and emotional state when we met.” Jacob looked at her and cocked his head japanese in astonishment. “I knew it was too good to be true,” he sat looking away in shame. “Oh are you looking for your clothes dear, I had one of the crew dispose of them, he probably threw them overboard or keep them to give them to his sweetheart back home, either way it's not like you will be needing them again.” I don’t know which one of us was the most breathless but neither one spoke till my cock slipped from her dribbling spunk fill pussy, l rolled onto my side took some tissues from a box asian beside the bed japanese and gave them to Molly, she thanked me but declined the tissues saying the sensation of me running out of her, she wanted to remember. 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