But then I thought, "Well he did just ask me to get naked so he could take pictures for his stylist." I'd gotten hard on my own. He didn't ask me to. ...e also didn't try to touch me. He didn't stare at me like some perv. Maybe I really had misread the whole thing. "Stupid Lincoln," I whispered to myself. I was the one who mentioned the gay thing. I totally embarrassed myself by misreading the situation. I'd promised to go with whatever his cultural norms were and here I was acting like some hick. Her hips gyrated around in circles as if she was trying stir her insides with myhard cock. She was groaning sensuously and breathing harder and deeper whenshe tensed and gripped my cock again with her pussy muscles. I continued to penetrate her despite the pressure building up in her pussy when she shrieked, came powerfully, and collapsed on her elbows. She crawled forward pulling meout of her and slowly turned over, panting.I climbed onto the bed next to her and observed my handiwork with. I gestured, "Go ahead human. I can always throw your body off the cliff to feed the ice worms."He let the weapon go, "We can work this out."I moved closer and reached out to grab and spin him. I yanked the pistol out and tucked it under my belt at the back. I pulled restraints and pulled one arm back and then the other. I pushed him toward the edge of the cliff, "Move to the edge and do not turn around."He staggered towards the edge and I looked at the other two. They were intoxicated but I. She is shouting in pain it is too tight for me to enter. I gave a small jerk and head my tool went inside she is shouting in pain and asking me to remove as it was paining. I told her it will be ok after some time and lip locked her and gave another thrust to which I am all in her at once. I felt tears coming out of her eyes she gave me a tight hug as it went down into her. I kept it like that for a while, we were kissing passionately like anything.After a while I took my tool out of her and.