“We have come a long way. Generations have come and gone in your world, but here you are forever young. You are forever mine.”The words are like t...e whisper of a breeze to Kamari. She doesn’t really hear them. She is too concerned about being taken by the master, and whatever these things are, than anything else. She wiggles her hips, reaching down to touch herself. She explores her cunt, rather than her prick, because it is so new and so much more exciting than the thing she has had her whole. ”“Ah, rising damp is it?”“Very, more like dripping wet from the ceiling.”“I can dry it off.”“Really? Just like you could, you know, transport me, and all that bloody cold water, to your room?”“Something like that. It’s unpredictable, magic. I could dry it but as soon as I dropped off to sleep it might all get wet again, or by gathering up all the moisture and sending it somewhere else, like overboard, I might get away with it. Magic is tricky stuff and you have to be careful how you use it.”“It. She wondered for a moment if it was a mating call, if the denizens of the rickety village were being assembled for a breeding frenzy, but this one was different. The Krell were certainly being called to do something, but what?She looked to Sleethe, and he saw the question in her eyes before she had even opened her mouth to ask it.“Community,” he said, a simple and cryptic statement.“What does that mean, Sleethe?”“All will assemble, commune.”The Krell were being called together, but for what. I could smell Ralph in her hair, on her breasts, and even on her lips when I kissed her. It was so incredibly exciting.Fucking Jen felt different. Her pussy normally fits my dick like a glove. This time she was looser, and this clear evidence of Ralph's larger size excited me to no end. Even though Jen was looser than normal, I had to concentrate to prevent cumming too fast. As I fucked her I rubbed my hands over her legs, and it thrilled me to feel the runs in her stockings. Most of the runs.