" Another long pause. "Chrissie, they're uh..." A click of the transmission closing."They're what Leanette?" she demanded. "What are they doing?" They...re waving at us," Leanette said slowly."Waving at you?" Affirm. They're standing just on the other side of the border and both of them are waving their hands back and forth at us. It looks like they're yelling something too but we can't hear them."Waving? Chrissie thought. What the hell was going on? "I copy that, Leanette," she said."What should. There was little Virathea could say in argument to her mate. While she was a highly trained and skilled warrior, she was still hobbled by her injuries. As she hung her head in embarrassment at being unable to stop Cynthia's simple attack, she felt Cynthia wrap her arms around her. "This is why we are here though. I will do everything I can to help you recover." Cynthia whispered into her ear.Rardenalan watched this and turned to give his sister a smile. Carathaya knew what her brother meant by. I don’t want to be torn up. And some socks on Dean’s paws. I don’t want to have to explain dog scratches again to my husband. Again.”“Lubrication?” Joe mused. “I’ve got engine oil but I don’t want that on my cock and it wouldn’t be good for dean’s. He would want to lick it clean after he’s fucked you.”“I need something or its not going to happen,” I said. “He will rip me apart up there.”There was a pause. Then: “I know. Dog shampoo. It’s very oily and not harmful to animals.” Joe was already to. She just kept coming, spurred on by his relentless assault, and she wavered, consciousness threatening to slip away from her. “Yeah, squeeze that pussy. Come for me,” he growled, his voice growing tight. “I’ve got some cream for your little kitty.” “Mmm hmm!” she responded in a high-pitched moan, and then cried out again as yet another spike of beautiful agony consumed her. His grunts and growls grew louder, yet obviously emerging from a closed mouth. His cock slammed into her depths,.