Each step felt like an eternity, and every footfall could be heard echoing through the hall. It seemed as though we made no progress to the hybrids un...il we were finally at the stairs. Once there, Yavara relaxed somewhat, and I allowed her to lead me up each of the stone steps toward the Black Throne. Zander stood next to the ebony chair, holding a black crown in his hand. It was different than the one Yavara had worn. This one was an elaborate and ornate piece of iron encrusted with orange. "AAahhh..." waves of pure emotion flood through me as he plunges all theway in. The whole gorgeous length of him fills me, snug and hard, likebefore - I couldn't be more open to him than this - arms held fast at mysides, hands still firmly handcuffed to ankles, legs bent naturally backround the firm platform of his thighs. Totally impaled on his rigid,penetrating, weapon, my world becomes an intense jumble of eroticsensations:- my separated bottom-cheeks nestling snugly into his lap... -. Suddenly, something felt different. I looked down and noticed that her straps on the bikini bottoms had come undone. How, I couldn't say. If I untied them, it wasn't intentional, but I didn't protest with what happened next. With our rocking action, they were being scrunched and pulled and moved away a little on every thrust. My bare cock coming closer to my mother's naked pussy, dripping and thriving only millimeters away. Mom seemed to notice the rising taboo when she then looked down between. Her pussy was gushing as she waited for the inevitable. This time, the left hand lion girl pounced first, tackling Sarah to the ground, and forcing her head between Sarah’s legs.Sarah squirmed and moaned as the lion girl began licking at her dripping pussy. Her mind was caught between squealing for mercy, and panting for more. She felt herself quiver over and over as the lion girls feasted on her pussy juice. Each successive licking caused their victim to cream more and more, draining her.