“Yes, I want you to fucking bite them!”And you do, over and over again as I try to twist away from you and can’t, caught in your hold like a vis.... As I lean back, my pelvis pushes toward yours. My leg lifts to try to hook around your waist, eager to feel your cock pressing against my mound. I can smell the sweat on your skin, the warm heat of your mouth, and your damp hair against my neck as you suck and teeth me. I am so hungry to have you inside me. You realize what I’m doing and channeling. It was all a question of stages, they both thought. A key stage had been achieved and given them both pleasure. That border would not have to be crossed again, or at least it wouldn’t be a problem. Martin’s passport had been stamped.“What are we going to do at your place?” Sarah asked, almost swallowing the words at the last moment.“I’m going to take off your clothes,” Martin dared.“Just mine?”“And mine.”“Then what?”“The I’m going to lick you all over.”“Oooh, that sounds nice,” Sarah said. As Vickie passed the nativity scene beside the base fire hall, she noted that Bâtisse had chewed several large holes in Joseph's coat and was currently happily devouring Baby Jesus. She activated her collar communicator and left a note with the duty officer that someone in Base Engineering might want to get that fixed before any children were up and about. It would not do to have one of the younger kids discover to their horror the Divisional mascot's innocent act of desecration by. God it felt so good! He reached down and grabbed two handfuls of red hair and held her head firmly in place while he fucked her sweet mouth. He was surprised by the sound of her gagging as normally she took his shaft in her throat with no trouble. He didn’t let it stop him though, he was too close to cumming. Just as he felt his sac tighten, he looked down to see the ladybug on the back of her neck. “Fuck!” he shouted as he realized, too late, that his balls emptied into the throat of his.