We collectively call ourselves the untriggered. We live and die as pupae until we arrive. The consensual reality we call "The Game" keeps us sane as w... travel down the eons waiting ... waiting. We are NOT soft little gibbering creatures that make nasty noises. We are arachnea. we EAT nasty soft little gibbering creatures. I clash my fangs twice as I attempt to grin. Damn. I'm gonna miss my face. And my booze. Now I digest alcohol and antifreeze like sugar, just another food source.Wait. Wait. After a bit of this foreplay, I grabbed her ass, lifted it a little and started my strokes. The sound of my thighs hitting her soft, fat-packed ass filled the entire room. I tried to suck on those boobs while romping her but could not get hold of it.Looking at my struggle, she grabbed her right boob and gave it to my mouth. I bit her nipples and sucked them while I was still fucking her hard.“Fuck me fuck me ohh fuck, come on fuck me”, “Ahhhhhh”, “Ohhhh yeah, harder”. These words and her moans. "So where do you wanna cum this time?" Becca asked, breathing heavily. "Hey, you're the birthday girl!" I moaned. "You get to decide!" "Well then, I know where I want you to cum," she cooed. She climbed off of my cock, grabbed it, and placed it into her mouth. She dragged her tongue over my cock, making sure that she pressed down on all of the sensitive areas. Becca then removed my cock from her mouth and rubbed it between her boobs. She squeezed her boobs together and moved my cock up and. He stopped of his own accord, and said, "I have warmed you up, I see." We were both looking down at my crotch. I saw that I had pushed my pubic bone against him, and was grinding on him. I was smearing my dampness on his bare upper leg as I sat on his lap.He returned to suckle, and I continued toward a crescendo of low rumbling seizures of ecstasy that I had never felt. I was having a series of multiple orgasms, and all he was doing was sucking on my nipple.As he continued, he said, "I am a.