Das Echsenwesen schloss die Tür, und grunzte einen Befehl, den Marcos nicht verstand. Er hörte, wie der Riegel vorgeschoben wurde.'Okay, es gibt als... mehr als nur diesen einen. Gut zu wissen'. Marcos nahm jede Information in sich auf. Wer weiss, wann und wie er das gebrauchen konnte.Der Echsenmann trat auf den am Boden liegenden Marcos zu, und riss ihn an den Haaren nach oben."Du wirst als Sklave verkauft, deswegen darf ich dich nicht kaputt machen", grunzte das Wesen, "aber das du mich. She stared at him, her eyes bright. And hard. Like precious stones. "Oh yes. Who are you, really?"DaBigBoom tried again to tell her his real name. "I'm Da--"Her tail came down and took in his whole length with a wet schlub. Jackson twitched as his cock was once again sheathed in soft, pliable flesh. The tail attached itself to his groin and began to pulse and suck obscenely. Warm juices were exuded over his helpless member and lascivious flesh wriggled up and down his shaft. He moaned and. Much less from another girl! But she made her way around the outside of the house to that port-hole window the first time all those months ago and now she was addicted, in a way. Rachelle was a bit ashamed of her fetish, but it excited her far too much to be ignored. She longed to feel Krysta's stream on her B-cup breasts. To feel it sliding down her belly eventually to her clit would be too good. She could not ignore it.So here she was at the window again. Krysta was sleeping when Rachelle. And as was usually the case, Chris appeared wearing her shorty powder-blue bathrobe with nothing on underneath. He stood, pouring her coffee setting the cup down on the counter, turning just as she entered the room."Morning gorgeous," he told her as she automatically came towards him as he folded her within his arms. It was something he told her nearly every morning, even though at times she came down stairs still half asleep, her short neck length reddish brown hair mussed, no makeup, and.