Was that sexy. And, she put her leg up over my hip and was rubbing against me, then, whispered in my ear, "I want you to fuck me, Chad. I know it's ok...y with Russ. I want you inside me," and kissed me again.Me? Me? Unbelievable. She has a handsome husband with a bigger dick than I've got and she wants me to do it to her? Then she began pulling me, leading me up over her and between her legs. I got on my knees, up over her, my dick trembling with anticipation and anxiousness, as I moved toward. ‘Es you need to be held, loved, comforted by someone who is not going to go insane or die if you touch them with your sexy tail,’ he said softly. ‘Please my lord, don’t make me go away from you,’ now she did cry and Sydney’s mental cuddling of her felt wonderful as his warmth increased and his cocoon of love firmed. Gently Sydney rocked the small form in his cradled mental arms and sang to her. He didn’t know what it was that he sang but it came from some memory deep inside his subconscious. It. “Princess?” My dad called into the dark room. I did not respond, my head now safely on my pillow, turned away from him. “Are you asleep, little girl?” He asked, his voice closer now. Still, I did not respond. I felt him pull my blanket back, the fabric moving slowly as he tugged it off the bed. He then sat down, the bed squeaking slightly from the shift in weight. “Sleeping so soundly…” I heard him mumble, his hand touching the back of my thigh lighty. His fingers inched up my exposed flesh,. There was nothing left of the Pepino or the human. He affected self-repair so his ego shell was going to be restored.The drone was still on the loose and perhaps penetrating deeper into the old tracts.Now he had received a message of another human. A captain she claimed to be, an officer of that very association of sentients that defied and destroyed the last attack wave. The same ones that stopped the Herald and his own version of the Y’All not so long ago.Now she had arrived in a small ship..