Cairn had difficulty talking, that, that thing entering her...<br/><br/>It shouldn't have fit.  But it did fit, was fitting.  "Woman!"  She gasped, "Taste's like woman's skin!"  Then her eyes rolled up and her heels dug into the bed s her hips lifted and her short nails tore at the covers as that warm hard sliding thickness came in and in and in until she felt like she could feel it in her throat.<br/><br/>And maybe she could.  She should have been tearing, bleeding, screaming her life out, but although something very strange was happening to her innards, it wasn't mind-shattering pain, exactly.<br/><br/>Words, annoying distracting words, "Stop talking and fuck me!"  A yelp, a yelp of desire and pleasure/pain.