It wouldn't be proper for me to mate with you."Moturo's face slackened with shock. "How did you know what I wasthinking?" he demanded. "How?!"The woma... tsked. "You know how. You're just too frightened to admitit." Her smile turned predatory. "You're deep within the Night SkiesHotel. You're our prisoner. We've stripped you of all your defenses.You've been here for days, unconscious, breathing our air. We've givenyou our water and fed you our food." She paused, drawing out thetorture. "The. There they continued to jabber incomprehensibly, threw me in a dirty cell, and ripped off all my clothes. They mostly did not know English, except swear words like, "Scum, bum, cocksucker, asshole, assassin and spy." Why assassin, or spy? Of course, I did not have a gun or know any military secrets! But they acted like I might be a dangerous person.Laying nude in this filthy cell and eating horrible food the next day like wormy apples and unbaked, course prison bread; my stomach was about. His huge boner was tenting the sheet as he watched us.”Yes it is and it feels so good,” ”Care to taste it first,” I said to Carol. Carol shook her head, yes and we moved on the bed. We each took turns kissing Keith then each other. I pulled the sheet back exposing Keith's throbbing hard cock. We got on each side of his cock. Our hands went to his cock gripping it.We both started to pump our hands up and down his hard throbbing cock. Carol started to kiss and lick the head of his dick. I moved. The fragrance of her excitement preceded her and, Major, the giant Great Dane, came bounding to meet her. His prick was hard again. It jolted under his loins.He jammed his muzzle between her legs, starting to lap around under her bushy black cunt-muff.Tracy squirmed on his tongue for a moment, then knelt down beside him and began to fondle his big cock and balls. She was wondering if it would be possible to sixty-nine with a dog, or if they would have to take turns giving each other head. She.