She heard him curse, and then vaguely felt cum shoot onto her stomach and chest, sliding down to her neck, but she stopped seeing anything, feeling an...thing, as he started to pull the beads out, mid orgasm. She screamed then, some primal noise of pleasure that she had never made before coming out of her, and she existed just as a bundle of pleasure for longer than she could count. When she came back to reality, she was laying on the floor under the water spray against Gideon’s chest, his large. He stood next to her at the bar, too close considering that the place was almost empty. He ordered a drink and turned to stare at her,gazing insolently first at her face and then down to her nipples which were still straining against her top. God she had huge tits, huge dark nipples that were begging to be sucked. They both knew what was going to happen. The physical attraction was undeniable, inescapable. He smirked a little as he turned to her, deliberately but very softly rubbing his arm. He knew his Maker was here, and he would find her.He joined the growing crowd in front of the Byham theater, idly wishing that top hats and canes hadn't gone out of fashion. They had added an air of elegance to such affairs that was now sadly lacking. Shortly, the doors opened and he filed in with the rest, a wolf among cattle. As he moved towards his seat, he casually brushed the minds of those around him. Finding a local magistrate, Arthur set a few minor suggestions deep in his mind. They. We all rested in post orgasmic bliss. Bridget laid her head against my chest and played with my balls, softly rubbing my cock as I grazed one hand across her lips and pubic mound and the other gently stroked her breasts. Elizabeth eased the rabbit out of her and turned it off then laid there grinning and rubbing her hands up and down her body. None of us spoke beyond a soft, barely audible sigh of contentment as we lay and rest. After some time, we all began to wonder what to do next. Still.