It was a delicious blend that would always be owned by her. Cliff came here because he loved her strength, her words, always slightly harsh, but deliv...red oh so sweetly. Mistress Shar always took care of him, even in his worst punishments. He wanted to please her; he needed to please her. His eyes opened and nodded his head, but wisely kept his mouth closed.There was a look of pleasure on her face as Shar’s eyes locked on his. Bending forward, her breasts brushed along his thighs and her. I made my way back to the bed and collapsed. I was asleep in no time between Dan and John.I woke in the early evening alone. I heard voices in the living room. I opened a dresser drawer and grabbed a t-shirt. I slipped it on and stepped out into the living room.Standing there, wearing nothing but a t-shirt with my hair disheveled and a little sleepy, I was unaware of how I looked. The talking stopped abruptly and Dan and John turned to look at me. John got up and came over to kiss me and pull. He took his gloves off and as he stood there I loosened his belt and unzipped his pants he kissed me and took my shirt off, I layed back a little and looked him over he had a nice athletic build and a beautiful shaved cock,he came closer his dick still not fully erect he grabbed my hard cock again and I leaned over to get a hold on his.With one hand under his balls cupping his cock toward my mouth and my other hard on his abs I pulled him towards me, his cock was now getting hard fast I felt it. After I bonded with Coral, I had a very similar question. I was living on Toomby, so I contacted the scientists who were on Toomby to study Bushbie communications.“They told me that Bushbie are empathic communicators in the sense that they can sense the emotional state of those who are around them. They don’t seem to project emotions, but they definitely receive emotions.Their study of how Bushbies communicate over their bond with a human has shown that Bushbie are more than empathic.