I felt like I couldn’t escape, that I was his little fuck toy, and I loved every moment of it. He was towering over me, owning me, using me. And I w...s there to take what he gave me. Tears rolled down my cheeks as he lifted my chin. His cock still remained in my mouth. “Are you ready to finish me, love?” He wiped the tear from beneath my right eye. Gazing at him, adoring him, worshiping him, I nodded. Saliva was running down the side of my mouth. His thick, smooth cock caused me salivate more. I mustered what courage I could find and strode towards them, trying to appear confident in my dress blues, they expected a soldier and that was what I wanted to give them. Raz loped along beside me, taking long strides on her digitigrade legs. She was similarly clad in a blue UNN uniform more suited to her exaggerated stature, and though most of her body was hairless, the fur on her protruding hands and lower legs gave the impression that a big orange tomcat had been stuffed into a suit.As we. Fingers finding their way to your swaying breasts, trapping hard nipples and squeezing. I can feel your heart racing. The world beating hard in my bare hand. The other seeks and grabs your hair, a sudden cry emitted when I pull not hard enough to truly hurt but more than hard enough to matter. Our moans become almost more like bestial grunts when you push back against each thrust, when I pull harder, when my other hand squeezes enough to leave a faint imprint later on, a coded signature on your. And maybe she meant it that way. Of course she must have sexual desires. What was he to do, assume she was waiting for marriage? But he held himself back. She held his gaze after they broke their kiss. Then she smiled at him and glanced at the church and said, “Nothing I’ll need to confess tonight, then.” She patted his cheek.He went home alone that night and lay in bed fretting that she would think he found her unattractive, or that in his hesitance to risk offending her, he’d given the.