He was playing with me again, playing with my clit. What is he doing? Is he going to do this again? He took my hand in his and placed it on him, aroun... him. It was warm and soft and hard and still a little wet from me. As I held it in my hand, I could feel him getting harder. I squeezed him gently and instinctively pulled on him a little and he sprung to life. He rolled on top of me again and slid between my legs. I moved my knees to his shoulders and this time he slid into me with out trouble.. . despite all your crazy fuck-ups. You were always like this fairytale princess who locks her soul in the guard tower so she can take little side trips to Hell and tease the devil without tarnishing it. But something's really different about you now. Like your darkness isn't so deep ... but wider ... and I keep trying to reach through it and find you and make you realize what a horrible disaster it would be to ever let you go."Her eyes grew moist and narrowed. "Maybe the princess ends up. Look how aroused you are. Stick two fingers in your pussy. Fingerfuck yourself. Imagine my cock driving between your legs." Her mouth seemed to take a renewed interest, her lips so tight that it was getting difficult to drive it back and forth. And her tongue seemed to be everywhere, lathering up his cock from the tip down the shaft, the raspy surface of her tongue bringing such pleasures to his cock. He couldn't help himself any longer, his cock continually leaked into her hot mouth, his balls. He displayed a cool and almost reptilian determination to take life. Even so, it was exhausting and he was glad that he had a healthier, more robust body than he used to possess, or else he would be out of breath. At least this would improve his fitness and expertise, so when he entered actual combat, he would be readier for it.When Billy returned to his pod, his private harem of concubines were ready for him, of course. Two of them, his mother Emma and the South African vixen Lena van der.