Stage Three of the sickness, she thought, numbing of the extremities. I thought I’d have more time than this. All those treatments accomplished noth...ng but to prolong the inevitable. Losira forced herself to concentrate on the matter at hand and not what was to come. As the commander of the outpost, it was her duty to follow her orders and carry out the mission right up to the end. Who would have thought it would end like this, she mused as she entered the command center. * * * ‘When did it. Over & over... again & again & again...you are moaning & groaning. you profess your love 4 my skills. i pleasure my sexy & beautiful man. i slide your cock in until it reaches the back of my throat. i let it rest in my mouth. i prepare myself & relax. with more pressure your huge glans enters & expands my throat. i feel it... hot wet & hard in me. i push even further & then my nose meets your pubic bone. you moan. i move my head side 2 side. i feel you move deep inside, in my throat. i ease you. She let out a yelp of shock, her bowels squeezing about my thick tip. The velvety friction engulfed my dick as I pushed forward. I slid into her tight, hot sheath. Pleasure rippled up my shaft to my aching balls. I groaned as I sank deeper and deeper into her bowels.“Master!” she groaned, her voice low and throaty. “Oh, wow, Master, you’re in me.”“Uh-huh,” I groaned as she squirmed. Her sheath shifted around me, caressing me, teasing my dick. Sensations spilled around it. “Just keep wiggling. I cough violently as he starts thrusting the half of his cock I had in my throat in and out. My cock is rock hard and can feel him thrusting harder everytime I gag and cough, the golf balls are trying to push out from the gag reflex but the panties hold them in place. I knew I wasn't going to make it past this monster without cumming myself from servicing him. I managed to stroke my cock through the panties with my free hand, while I stroked his big balls with the other. I heard him say,.