As he came, he watched his mother's lips. They weremoist and plump and somehow embodied her beauty, herwomanhood; It was something he had seen in her ...or thefirst time just the day before. He watched her mouth...the subtle movements of her lips as they seemed tomouth inaudible emotions.His first three squirts of cum landed on her nightgown,the fourth upon her neck. The fifth and sixth hit hersquare across the face. He's always been a prodigiouscummer, but this time he felt like his body. Sigrid said there was nothing else she could do right now for my warriors, and together we moved to where the Zavalan wounded were gathered.As leader of this attack, all the loot—including any captives—belonged to me. As such, I alone reserved the right to decide the fate of any captive. Practically speaking of course my warriors had wide discretion to take action against any captives as they deemed necessary. However, I preferred to exercise my exclusive right as ruler whenever I could. . I guessed her bra size was 38DD but it was hard to tell as the blue short sleved top she wore was a little bit baggy. Her skirt had a small hole in the back that she could fit her tail through instead of having it lift up the back of the skirt like the slutty Shangoy girls have done. Her big brown eyes looked around the class room, probably looking for another Shangoy but there was only one in our class. She was a white cat-like Shangoy that had natural pink highlights in her fur and hair, I. “You know of course why I’m on Air BnB, besides the money and company?” She teased.“To meet and seduce women?” I replied breathlessly. We’d both been inching towards each other and our lips were now inches apart.“Precisely.” Lydia replied and leaned over me.Her lips, when they touched mine were soft and tasted sweet, almost fruity – Lydia explained later that she had flavoured lipstick or lip-gloss. At first the touch of our lips was the merest brush of skin against skin, lasting all but a.