But I was always eager to return home to my family. To my children. I had to build a better future for them.“Ealaín!” Zanyia purred. The pregnant...lamia waddled up, her hands rubbing her belly. She was a month or so away from her delivery, my lamia daughter growing inside of her. “It worked!”Ealaín smiled, her stony lips parting to show her teeth. “Well, aren't you just glowing, Zanyia?”“I know!” the lamia said, her tawny ears twitching. “I'm just so sexy pregnant! Master loves rubbing my belly. I sighed in extasy, and suddenly noticed that she was rubbing my butt crack as well. That was unusual -- certainly I'd never done it before (I wasn't gay, after all!). But slowly, and then more and more forcefully, I began bucking against her, helping her to rub this wonderfully sensitive new area. "Oh, mommy," I sighed, "yes, yes please!" And then I came, feeling better than I ever had before. It had only taken a moment.Mommy stood up and washed her hand, and fetched the lingerie she'd. Itwas her fantasy so I did as she asked. I told her I needed a shot of JDas soon as we got there. She told me that I could have one, but ladiesdrink wine.We turned a lot of heads as we strolled in. We received numerouscatcalls, and wolf whistles which we ignored. At the bar we quicklydowned a shot of JD then got glasses of white wine. Before we couldpay, we heard a man's voice telling the bartender that he would takecare of it. We turned to see two tall, muscular black men, one who waswearing. Béla felt frustrated. He never remembered what she told him. She hoped, at least, he remembered their astral lovemaking. Sometimes, she was sure her nightly visits with him were the only thing that kept her sane. She missed him so much, and he was still so far away, although every day now brought her closer.‘Never mind,’ she said, and stretched up so she could reach his face. ‘Kiss me.’ She held herself upright with one hand, caressing Jake’s lips with hers as she worked her other hand into the.