I shake my head and wonder just how I convinced myself this was going to be any different. It was always like this when she was involved. I suppose th...t’s what I liked about her, the adventure of it all. Well that and the mind blowing sex. I refill the glass and walk back into my room. She is still clad in only tube socks and loudly breathing into my pillows. ‘Perfect,’ I sigh and place the glass on the nightstand. She moans softly in a daze as I sit down next to her on the bed. The smell of. Her skin was much more tanned than Lina's, but both tones were free of blemishes and had a slight splatter of freckles on their arms, shoulders and faces. Lina could feel her mother's perky A-cup breasts pressing against her back - something Lina also inherited. With a kiss on the cheek, Lina's mother spoke, slightly teary, yet joyful at the same time. "We'll miss you, my little Lina. Stay out of trouble sweetheart. We love you." "I love you too, mum. And I will, don't you worry." Lina looked. The dragon pressed the very tip of the head of his cock against her tongue, and the young sex slave had to fight the urge to vomit from revulsion of the act and the nauseating saltiness and stickiness of the hot flesh. The musty taste was making her sick with disgust and she prayed to God to take her life so that she wouldn’t have to continue such a degrading sexual act with this animal.The dragon resumed his thrusts, grinding his throbbing cock against her tiny body while Marian tearfully. Oh my God I needed this so bad it was impossible to put into words. His flesh within my own. Where it belonged. I know words came out of me though my memory of them is too vague. He filled me up in every way moving himself in and out, pressing himself against me hard with every thrust, holding it there, working it around, releasing, then hitting me hard again, as I lifted myself with every thrust, moving my hips in sync with his grinding movements. Moments later his mouth was on my pussy again..