She was dripping down her legs at this point. He caught a drop that was running down her leg and tasted it. His eyes lit up. Jane could tell he had ne...er tasted pussy before. Maybe this man was a virgin. He looked so young, he could be late twenties early thirties. Or early twenties for all she knew. He looked as if he never drank, smoked, or done anything unnatural to the human body in his life. This was different from what Jane was use to back home. This man lived off of the land fending for. She stared to orgasm. Her moans turned to short deep breaths until she started holding her breath as she squeezed in orgasm. "AH.......Ah uh huh uh huh......AAAHHHHH" she screamed. He was pumping hard, he was slapping into her cheeks. She alternated between grunts and moans. Then she began screaming just out loud shrieking. He kept banging, he was like a machine. He said he didn't get laid often and most women didn't want to deal with his size a second time. I felt like I was doing him a favor.. She tried to turn her face slightly as David moved over her backside and helped him by lifting herself up slightly when she saw he had snagged one of the bed’s large pillows to insert between her and the bed just at the top of her hips. She praised his insight at this simple move and allowed herself to rest her hips on the pillow while David moved to better mount her from behind. She moaned again, but this time into the bedding as he took his time moving his fingers gently into her vagina and. It is an honor.” “The counsel selected wisely, for you are a jewel among women and represent your people well. Now come, flower, and let your blessed service to the Gods be performed.” And in the inky darkness I see something stir. Dozens of long, dark appendages, like smooth tentacles unfurl from the blackness and glide toward my shaking form. When they reach me, they are gentle and surprisingly warm as they run along my thin legs and torso. They are smooth and slick with something like.