MeuDeus! – gritou desesperada a garota. Mérciaestava estática, gelada, como se nada visse e nada ouvisse. Seu mutismoera sinônimo de desespero. ...lguém a espiara, fotografara demaneira pornográfica, aviltante, agressiva. E o pior: sem seu consentimento. CapitãoRogério Cardoso começou a contar a real história dafita: Estávamosparticipando, dando cobertura a uma inspeção na Alfândegado Rio atendendo solicitação da Receita Federal. Entreos vários produtos exportados havia uma caixa contendo. ”“Yeah. You can’t beat a nice cuddle.”I’d split up with my bird a couple of months ago and I really missed her cuddles. I told my mate.Then my mate said something that really took me by surprise.“Mate, get under the duvet with me.”“What?”“Let’s have a nice cuddle.”“Fuck off!”“Come on. Just a cuddle.”“Are you turning funny or what?”“No, just wanna cuddle.”“Well you’re not getting one off me. For a start, you’re fucking naked.”“So? Go on, mate. I’m missing my bird.”“You can carry on missing her. “What turns you on more? Hearing about me swallowing other men’s cum or the thought of you swallowing your own?“ Her cock twitches as she begins pumping furiously again. When she says “nine” I feel the cum rising in Mistress' cock and so does she. Mistress says “eight” and stops stroking just as I begin to erupt. She laughs as she watches the cum spasm from my ruined orgasm into my open, willing mouth and splatters on my face. Mistress purrs with delight as she milks the last several drops into. About three feet tall, in proportion like a scale modeladult, hovering in the air on little gossamer wings,doing little dances and aerobatics in miniature, perfectgrace.Fascinated, I edged closer to her. She had short redhair, straight, with a ragged fringe, albino-pale skin,and eyes… oversized, clear, lovely pools with violetirises. She seemed naked, I could see no garment on her,but she had no visible nipples or genitalia. It was asthough the female form was only a coat she.