When he met her willing seam, he pushed forward.“You’re so warm, I can feel you gripping me as I fill you.”She clung to the edge of the table as...he slid in to the hilt, his dark pubic hair meeting her own blonde triangle. He stayed still and close, and she could feel him flexing inside her. She wanted him to move, needed him to thrust, pushing her hips towards him as pleas dripped from her lips.“I love how you beg for my cock, baby, and since you asked so nicely…”He pulled back, dragging his. Their slave maid crawled on her knees to Dan and took Dan's prick into her mouth and started to suck. Her headbobbed back and forth on Dan's prick as he grabbed the back of the wigand exclaimed, "This is a hot bitch!". Barbie loved the feel of the prick as it slapped across herface, she tried to catch it with her lips but couldn't. When the guywho was teasing her with his prick moved away she just stared at thatprick, the desire to wrap her lips around it and have it fill hermouth with its. She could certainly make a pass at him, but she was too shy and modest for that, and that’s not even counting her trying to be professional. She thought herself attractive with curves and a smile that could light up a room, but she was also much too meek to do anything. More often the one being chased as opposed to chasing, she was in unfamiliar territory. It would be easier if he’s shown even a bit of interest in her, but for the life of her she couldn’t distinguish whether his compliments. The artwork for the characters was nearing completion. As a result of some intense collaboration of Raven with Andrew, Kate, and Ken they had solved the problems with wounds and scar tissue. They came up with an elegant solution that didn’t require many changes to the rendering code for the characters. Young ogres looked like young stupid ogres while old ogres looked bigger, experienced, and battle tested. There was a smooth transition from one extreme to the other.Raven was now creating more.