”Slowly, the alien phallus descended, running along the skin of her chest and stomach, leaving a trail of the foamy liquid as it traced its way down...to her pussy. While the smaller mouth-tentacle continued to knead against her clit the giant cock of her divine lover pushed its way into her hungry pussy. She let out a ragged moan as she felt her body stretch to accommodate His girth and then clamp tightly around His length as He probed deeper inside her. Victoria arched involuntarily, joints. A hole, nothing more, an open, wet, receptacle for cum.Cum exploded out of his cock and directly down her throat, pouring down, making her gasp before she remembered to swallow. Three full thrusts and he had emptied his balls completely into her. He pulled her of his cock and pushed her slightly away from him preventing her from cleaning him. Her head was reeling from the force and speed of his fucking; by the time her head had cleared he had put his cock away and resumed eating as if nothing. “No, it isn’t. When you ride a bike, the ground goes past you. The view changes. There are things to see,” Dexter said. “This is sitting on a seat and turning pedals.”“It’s the same motion as a bike,” Samantha said.“Like I said about jogging on the treadmill, if I wanted to ride a bike I would ride a bike. Why should I accept an imitation of a bike, when I can get a real bike?” Dexter asked.“You don’t want to use the treadmill, the stair stepper, or the stationary bike,” Samantha said.“That’s. Plus, they keep me as happy as I make them,” I offered suggestively. “Just follow their lead, no matter how surprising or shocking it is, and I promise you will be a very happy husband and King. You might even get your first surprise tonight,” I commented, wondering if Adrienne would spend the night before the wedding in their bed as Antoinette had ours for the last few days.She did, and I could tell by the way the three of them acted in the morning that the Queen had been a quick study during.