“Oh, well, if you want me to take her home, I can.”“I’m fine, baby, the girls will take care of me,” responded Connie.We stayed a while drin...ing coffee and listened to Brandi’s poem. This one was about a butterfly and took Brandi about five minutes to read. As usual, we gave her our attention and clapped when she finished. She came over and sat with us once she finished her reading.“What did everyone think of ‘Ode to the Butterfly,’” asked Brandi?“It was beautiful, Brandi,” said Rachel. “I. We ... we..." she shook her head. "We couldn't stop you!" And we couldn't stop you," Daium said, sadly. "I fled my people before the counterattack. Fled, never wanting to see Orang, or Ludzie, again." She let out a sigh. "Why did you come here? With all the universe to flee to, why here?"The girl looked over at the burning ship, expression going from hate to hopelessness."Father didn't say." Are there more ships?" No," she said, shaking her head. "No more. Not with us." Her hardening eyes. In our tribe, mating with a mother or sister was wrong. So since they couldn’t mate with me, not honoring my mating rights could not be used to make me uncomfortable. However, there were other ways to make me uncomfortable, and I had experienced those ways in the past.When we got to the cave, we went in and I let my mother and Tonni point out all of the good features of the cave. I saw a few things that may not have been ideal, but I did not mention them. What I did do was stand in the middle. I’m letting out long hisses of lust as he coats me with more and more of his sweet saliva. His tongue lapping into my mouth as if I was ambrosia. He finally wants it where he can fuck it.“Take it deep.” He says in a deep voice. He gives me chills. That voice. It’s hypnotic. I fall to my knees. More than that. I pull myself down to them, eagerly. I’m so very thirsty and he’s dripping down to the floor. Sweet clear pre-cream. I lap at it. I look up into his eyes. “Drink me. Slut.” I comply and.
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