“Aran, look.”Smythe was pointing to the northern horizon, in the direction of Maralon, where a line of black clouds was massing, stretching east a...d west as far as the eye could see. Billowing towers rose high into the otherwise clear sky. Aran looked at Smythe, confused. “Those clouds weren’t there a minute ago.”“Aye,” Smythe said, his voice tight and his busy eyebrows drawn into a frown. “They were not, but they are now.”As Aran watched, the storm advanced at an unbelievable pace, blanketing. She did continue to watch him as she hurriedly ate. Laughing, Morales stood looking at her. “Just think, not only is the meat cooked, but there’s no hair or hide to have to eat with the good stuff.”Morales didn’t know whether she preferred raw to cooked meat, but it hadn’t taken Lobo long before it was obvious he preferred his meat cooked. Not that he would turn down raw.When they had all eaten, including the chickens, Morales brought out the medical case. As he approached with it, the female. With two hands rubbing my dick and balls while we ate was really taking it's tole on me and making it hard for me to eat too, "Keep it up and I will have a big wet spot in my pants right here in front of every one." between breaths.Mom put her fork down and then using both hands had my belt and pants unfastened in no time, and then she pulled my zipper down and my cock sprang out, glad to be out in the open, but I had to sit back and forget about eating for the time being.As soon as my cock. As I felt my way down, my hand brushed against a warm, soft obstacle. I slid a hand around a soft, satin waist and found myself, once again, in the arms of Catwoman. She rolled me into her arms as if leading me in a tango and I found myself staring into glowing, yellow cat’s eyes. She was close enough to kiss. She smelled fantastic. For a moment I forgot my fear and thought only of the early morning hummer…but then I felt the light pinch of her claws pulling me back to reality… ‘Hello, ‘andros..