The way she explained it was like she was giving him permission to masturbate. She validated the act. It was what he needed to hear. He couldn't carry...around the guilt anymore. I can do it here?" he asked, emboldened, aware of the pre-cum that was leaking out of his hot and throbbing member, the desire coursing through his body like damp smoke."Not now," she laughed easily, "Let me leave the room. I'll knock in a few minutes and you can let me know if you finished."After Janetta left Mark. 'Easy there,' his other hand stroked and unyielding cheek and brushed away wet strands of dark hair.'Excited?' He poked her breast where in her human form would have been a nipple and with a magical crackling sound, the bra burned away into smokeless rose flames.'You are magnificent,' he said as his hands explored her curves, a glint of fascination in his dark eyes. 'What do you feel when I caress your form, Draconian?'His hand was on her thigh, wandering up.'Depends on what it is you're.... '"Of course, lions ate her, but the son remembered that day, when for the first time, as he was just about to cum, his mother took her mouth off of his bursting cock. Some say he simply jacked himself off or got the animal to lick it until his milky juice squirted out, but I believe the professors of sexual anthropology and their theory that he simply let his cock slowly soften and shrink. He stood up and looked around at the simple sprawl of bodies writhing in different positions from various. Yes, like that. Oh, that feels so good, you wonderful boy.” Henry looked at Lois, but her eyes were closed and she’d thrown her head back. He grinned with pride. He was pleasuring a beautiful, sexy, experienced woman! Lois grunted and gasped, twisting her body. Her swaying breasts attracted Henry’s attention and he kissed, then sucked, one of her nipples. “OH!” Lois gasped aloud, her eyes opening. “Oh, oh, oh!” Her moans were timed with hip thrusts. “Not yet, not yet,” she gasped. Grasping.