I can’t believe… we waited so long to do that Drewy” she said out of breath and energy. She was clearly spent.“Me either, you were amazing Rob...�� fucking amazing.” We fell asleep right there with my finger in her tight butthole and my cock inside of her devirginized snatch. I woke up the next morning and she was still on top of me, but my soft cock and finger had naturally come out. I decided to take a shower before she woke up and think about what had just happened. I expected her to wake up and. Her colleagues had not heard the creaking of the bed frame or her loud moans, at least not until now. With what little awareness remained to her she had realized that Sleethe’s mating call had provoked some kind of frenzy. Though directed at her, it had called others of his kind, and they had arrived to see what the fuss was all about as they piled into the building by the dozen. Like falling dominoes, when one Krell heard the call it repeated it, passing it on to the others and rousing their. Her eyes eventually opened, her hands pulling his head to hers her lips savouring the taste of her own spend from his mouth and chin. He lay along her length, body against her left hip, his stiff tool on her hip itself, dribbling precum, and looking livid. She opened her legs wider, an obvious invite, but he hesitated, this final hurdle, one he was torn between his conscience and his lust! She had no such hesitations, taking hold of the thing in a commanding way and leading it to her body. I gave her one of my pots so that it would be easier," I said, explaining."But do you have so many you can give them away?" she asked."I have a lot of them, and I even think I can find out how to make more out of clay," I said."How can you make something out of clay to cook in?" she asked."First we have to find the right kind of clay, then we must build a potters wheel, and then an oven to fire the pottery in after we make it," I said, and realized she couldn't understand much of that,.