Theyare born with a brown skin tone, and neither male nor female. Theirgender is determined during preadulthood and determined by the needs oftheir so...iety.Lyconia:Lyconian; Wolf/HumanoidRoyal lineage runs through the Yorre family and is Matriarchal.Mirwiel;A semi-nomadic humanoid race of traders resembling Weasils. If you thinkyou got a good deal from a Mirwiel you better count your fingers.Orion's:Home; all ninety three planets within the Orion Belt. Seat of theIntergalactic Legal System is. I cleared my throat and watched as they both looked toward me and then returned to their kissing. I finally had to step forward, put an arm around each woman and lead them out of the bathroom. I led them to the bed while both began unfastening my pants. When we got to the bed, I pulled off my pants and climbed in while the two of them undressed. My wife then got on the bed and pulled the housekeeper on top of her as she moved her head between her legs. They immediately move their mouths to each. This vision burst on me as we made love. It was irrepressible and when I got to the studio, I’d grabbed a huge canvas to sling onto the easel. Forty inches wide and thirty tall, it was easily the largest canvas I’d ever used to paint in this style. Squeezing Prussian blue directly onto it had sent a chill down my spine when I began. Each dollop of paint on my palette knife made the breath catch in my throat as I imagined the sheer scope of disaster that could befall with one misplaced. Tears sprang to her eyes. He was a maniac! She looked down at his cock now—the turgid length in that obscene latex sheath in the dim light, straining in a backwards arc like a snake about to strike, his balls heavy and potent like two evil henchmen—and then up at his face, but again, all was shadow—darkness. Just that hairy chest with the gold chain, the broad pecs and knotted shoulders. He slid forward on his knees and the hand on the ankle of her boot pushed even harder. With his other hand.