Her hair rinsed, she placed her hands upon his chest and moved him around so the spray hit him. Reaching down with one hand, she picked up the soap an... began a slow, methodical process of washing him. Over his chest, she slid soapy fingers and out to his arms, where she lingered for a second over the tattoo on his right shoulder. Down his arms and back to his sides, she went with the same precision he used in making sure every spot was thoroughly cleaned. Across his stomach and down further,. He wanted desperately to see what those big things felt like in his hands, and that was distracting him from rational argument."Slow down, there, Godzilla," said Bob, facing the young Japanese man. "You can't have sex with her." Something possessive leapt up inside him. "You can't have sex with either of them!" Why not?" asked Akio, truly confused. In his world, if he wanted something, he got it. It was just that simple."Because they're mine!" growled Bob."What?" The word came from three. I pushed him back and got down on my knees.“Oooo shit.” He said as I pulled his shorts down and uncaged his beast. I took the base of his dick in my hand and started sucking it. I closed my eyes and relished the taste of his dick on my tongue. I kissed the sides of it, sucked on the tip. I slid it deep inside my mouth, until it hit the back of my throat and hummed on it. I sucked it as lady-like as I possibly could.“Damn baby.” Drell said, his head back.I sucked his dick like I loved it,. What time is it?’ Rude made a quirky little face. He yawned as well, it was contagious. ‘Eh, sometime around six, I guess.’ Reno had never been one for time. Rude gave a long stretch and rolled himself upright, propping his good hand underneath him. The early morning twilight filtered the room with a dim glow, the chiseled features of Reno standing out more than usual. It was striking, the image of his compatriot lying on his side and looking up at him. His heart skipped a beat. ‘What’s on the.