They were probably fields, waiting for the grain that was being unloaded from the great ship.She thought about the ship, their new home, and her fathe.... No one had ever named the great ship or the hollow moon she floated in. Béla realized that a telepathic race would have no need to name objects and things; they simply projected images to each other. She suspected that her father was simply patronizing her when he had allowed her to name their great venture.Moving her wings slightly, she rolled. At first I was embarrassed but when I saw they had hard cocks out rubbing them as they watched me getting tongue fucked, it made me insanely horny. It became less about what was being done to me and more about how many cocks I could play with or entertain. The more there were, the better it was. I dropped to my knees and the pussy eating stranger stood to unbutton his pants. I looked at the men who had gathered around. The hard cocks in their hands, the need for sexual satisfaction, and. Strangely enough, she just nonchalantly placed them on a large stuffed chair before looking up at her husband's best friend standing half-naked in front of her. I waited for the scream, but it didn't come. Maybe she'd had too much wine to recognise me? I looked at her eyes - they were red and puffy, but not through tiredness or alcohol: she had been crying. I yanked up my pants and loosely did my belt to stop them falling again whilst I made my way purposefully to a sorry looking Donna."What's. "You are not only a traitor, you are a fool," the Emperor sneered. "So many opportunities to usurp me when you were head of the Imperial Guard. Did you not have the stomach for it? Did you obtain your courage only when you were many leagues distant?"Z'haas paused, baring his clenched teeth as the sword trembled from the tightness of his grip."Why did you not deliver this Palace to Duric when you had your chance before the start of the war?" Z'haas screamed.Rithas shook his head. "No, that was.