.as more of her dark brown fecal matter plopped in...and I chewed and swallowed the bland anal waste fed me.Finally her bowel movement stopped, but sh... held fast, waiting for me to clean her."Ahhh....your tongue cleaning shit out of my bunghole is disgusting beyond words, motherfucking toilet man...but you do it so well!" I lapped upward and captured all the funky crap around her large, well formed anus and soon vacuumed it off. I had become so aroused by this time that I could not control. They were so caught up in their expansion that no one was paying attention to the losses.You see, the Drakk do not bare offspring at the same volume that humans do. They remind me more of Vulcans who experience the Pon Far once every seven Vulcan years. The Drakk felt the need to mate for the first time about 10 years after they went through their maturity ritual. A Drakk year is about 18 Earth months. So, they mated every 15 Earth years. There was no guaranty that they would produce a child in. It was metallic and cold and growing wider by the second. Stretching and filling her up in a way that was both painful and fantastically arousing to her. Her husband, her Master, reappeared in front of her. She raised her eyes upward, peering thru her thick lashes and trying to beg her Master, with her eyes, for leniency. She shifted back a bit trying to gulp in some air and make that damned dildo stop choking her. But any movement back meant her ass sunk deeper onto the nasty metal thing. “On your hands and knees!”“Oh, yes, Princess!” she moaned. “Your proxy form has such a huge cock!”My bedmaid scrambled off my body and rolled onto her hands and knees. She kept her skirt bunched over her ass, that cute rump wiggling at me. Her golden bush dripped with her cream, her pink slit peeking through the silky mess.My dick throbbed. I pounced.I landed on her back, draping my four-legged form over her. Wicker groaned as I hugged her with my forelegs while my wooden cock nudged at her.