‘Now, aren’t you happy I didn’t fly away?’ asked the butterfly-woman. Valo’s abdomen twisted in a series of light cramps. He wasn’t sure i... it was laughter or sobs. —==(o)==— ‘State your business, strangers,’ said the beetle-man, clutching his large axe. ‘We are couriers in the Emperor’s service. We demand to…’ Zoa was interrupted by a hard shove to her shoulder that nearly cost her her balance. ‘Please forgive my friend,’ said Keme, who was the one who had shoved her. ‘The things we have seen. Velvety flesh immediately started massaging its tip and sides, while she straightened her body. This gave me the possibility to massage her breasts. I was still not completely awake, but I felt a liquid running over my fingers. Her milk! What wonderful creatures those islander women were! I squeezed a bit more and the liquid ran over my hand, which I then licked off. In silence I enjoyed her slow motions and I put my hands on her hips, pushing her down on my cock. My mind drifted back to. . . and the flow of feeling and sexual tension just overwhelmed her. Even then, he didn't let her go. He asked her if he could enter in to her, to her being, to her core, and she granted the wish, allowed him in, in to that place where she kept her sensation, and he talked to it and caressed it. He brought her from the pit of her being . . . to orgasm, and to satisfaction and to peace and then to sleep. There is something about showering with someone, thought Jonathan, that is completely. When he was finished feasting on me he, he says “get down there and suck daddy’s cock you tasty slut”. I get down there quickly and start sucking him like he was the best thing I had ever tasted in my life. I am battling with all 10 of his massive inches and he is loving watching me struggle. My eyes are welling up with tears as I fight the urge to gag, but then he lets me know that I need to go deeper because he wants me to gag on him. Deeper I went. Oh did I gag. Gagged to the point of making.