Belonged to a fairly small animal about the size of a velociraptor, and three times as viscous. It took a special breed of woman to hunt them. Grondal...had been one of the more successful.Her admission to the Academy had been achieved by a judicious gift to a highly influential elected official.She was a typical Kraznic. The slightly heavier gravity produced a short, stocky, immensely strong woman. Survival on planet resulted in the short woman being mean as a tarantula and as quick as a snake.. I had my eyes shut, but I felt him putting away my hands for a while and pulling my dress off of me. Then I was with only my bra and panty. I opened my eyes for a while when I felt like he stopped kissing me for a while.He was taking off his dress, and then he was in his underwear only.After that, he hugged me again and squeezing my ass, he was wildly kissing me all over. I just smiled.“Qamaar…easy there”He kissed me all over again and again as he pulled my bra off my right boob and started. I knew when the time came she was going to be more than ready. What she didn't know that I was planning on spanking her the same night her father did. Her ass was already going to be sore before I used my belt on her. "Be careful what you ask for Mother." was always going through my mind whenever I swatted her fine buns.While waiting for 'the trip' to happen I still had plenty going on but one Wednesday night I had nothing going on so I decided to look at the photos and videos on my computer.. Maybe it’s all those things, maybe it’s the gloves they wear with those long fingers, maybe it’s the cups that make their organs seem so much more prodigious than mere mortal men. Something about them just gets me wet. So it was not unusual to find me there, after an amateur game on a Tuesday night, down at the local park. The out-of-towners had beat my hometown boys by a solid margin and two of the muscular boys from Deaneville had caught my eye. I figured I could get one of them. Boy, was I.