"Make love to me tonight."I don't know what I did to please the gods, but you can bet your boots I wasn't complaining. I climbed into the bed and ga...e her one more good lick before lifting myself over her body and kissing her, letting her taste herself on my lips."God I want you. I need to feel every inch of you inside me." She cooed. How could I say no to her? She was perfect in every way and I had to oblige her. I teased the head of my cock against her wetness, drinking deep the noises. Starmie? I'm calling you Umberlee. Unless either of you object..."The goldeen gave a nonchalant reply, flipping backwards and disappearing under the water, not seeming to mind the change. The starmie, however, gave a more meaningful reply.Misty felt a gentle brush against her mind, and a moment later felt a deep sense of approval emanating form the Umberlee. "Wow..." the girl stammered, leaning back against the strange sense of vertigo that overcame her, "When did you learn to do that?" About a. ”“I live here, in Grosse Pointe. I can’t sleep in Colorado. I can’t sleep here. I have no nightgown.”“We sleep naked, Kitten Angie. I want you to undress.”“No. No man has ever seen me naked. I will not do it.”As she spoke the words refusing the order, she removed the sweatshirt she was wearing. Then, she unzipped her jeans. She stopped and covered herself, turning to prevent me from seeing her. It was as if her body and her mouth were controlled by two different brains. She was saying what she. But I was just the innocent bystander and you was acting all pissy at me. Then when I said I thought we was friends and you said that judges don’t have friends, just defendants. And when I asked you to OR me one more time so I could get laid and all and you was taking a drink of water and you spluttered and all those people in the court room started to laugh, I got my feelings hurt. Bad. I got a sensitive side to me, you know that. But when I said that if you give me OR (That means I get out on.