"Whyyyyy? There's plenty of rooooomm." Indeed there was. I could crawl from the driver's seat to the junction between her thighs without issue in the suddenly stretched cab of my little car, stretching hundreds of feet in every direction. There was no shortage of space, we could do anything. Anything Lilah wanted.
So I crawled. Crawled the thirty or so feet that suddenly stretched between us, while she enjoyed the anticipation. She had asked for my hands, but I would ask this lovely creature, this creature of darkness, if I could use my tongue instead.
"You may," The now many voices of Lilah cooed, though I hadn't yet asked. Each one of those voices delivered the line differently: teasing, slutty, sultry, needy, angry. Any way I could imagine. I reached her, finally, and her legs parted
