It was difficult working the throbbing tip through the small opening, but with a hard push, I was in. He screamed loudly, his voice cracking with the...pain until his scream eventually died down into those soft sobs I remembered from earlier. As I pushed into him, squeezing through the tightness of the initial entry, he dropped his face to the bed, his fists gripping the sheets tightly. The sound of his crying urged me forward until finally my pelvis was resting against his ass.I kept it like. That it did not matter to him if they perished in eldritch hellish flames, or bled their lives away one by one by sword and bow.But that would have been a lie, and the Patriarch would have seen through it. There was no hope all along, Ursempyre thought. As fate had brought things together, and life had shaped him into the man he was, there was indeed nothing that could be done. He had lost this fight before it had even began. He could now do nothing but watch idly from afar, hoping his people. You've not had that before.Really?No, I was too busy clawing at your lovely skin. Zai's hands moved to my hips, gripping now, his short sharp claws on the very edge of tearing into me, and he began to move me up and down on his long shaft. I had my hands on his chest, his shoulders, grabbing at the strong arms that held me, wanting to go faster, harder and to stop all at once. My mouth made the decision for me."Ugh ... ahh!"Zai smiled.Ah ... yes you are so sweet. That's it, good boy. Zai's. She re-stoppered the vial and presented her penis to me again. I still had enough self-control to resist, but no strength to resist when she pushed the purple head of her penis into my mouth. She pushed in past my lips and as far down my throat as she could, until she bottomed out. Curiously, I did not gag. Was it another effect of the Gornberry? Mayhap. Anazune began sliding her penis in and out of my mouth, using my face to pleasure herself. She moaned as she thrust, holding my head to her.