It was as if two different artists had put the color on the canvas. I couldn't say it was an exact likeness of the woman. Even if it had been, it was ...nlikely that more than a couple of people could have recognized her from this angle. It was a portrait of anger and abuse and violence. For all that the flames lept around her body, it was obvious that the woman was not the victim. She was the perpetrator.The screen changed again to my most recent painting of Kelly. Still not a photographic. ”I want this to last and want each of us to experience this to its full potential, you only ever get a first time once. I reach around and grab his hard cock, it’s literally drooling precum with every stroke of my cock in his ass. I jerk his cock a few times and pull my hand back and it’s covered in clear precum fluids. I can’t resist to taste it and it’s so sweet, not brackish like full cum. I reach down and jerk him again and bring my coated hand back up and this time I lean forward and feed. Crude stone stools and benches were clustered around stone tables, topped with animal skins. There was a bar at one end, the only wooden piece in the whole place. It filled one wall, and looked sturdy enough to put the rest of the furniture to shame. Various weapons, mostly spears, small shields and a few short swords hung at points on the walls, with a few mounted trophy skulls above the bar itself. He didn’t recognize any of the animals, though one looked like an oversized human skull.The man. ..To the viewer's right you will be treated, as what we've been told is one of their mightiest warships soars majestically into view!The odd resonance you may in fact be hearing ladies and gentlemen, as well as the auroral light you may be witnessing we are told is called 'the ten wings of the light-hawk!'Being projected by what is in fact nothing less than a Living starship, in honor of these momentous events!" Oh god..." Wataru groaned rubbing his face. Peeking tiredly through his fingers at.