I’d just chill as he wanted me to and enjoy her love play, the tease of the balls with a palm full of crushed grapes, the feel of her warm lips tast...ng of cherry wine moulding mine, the tease of her tongue slithering mine in her inimitable French kiss. The gentle, so wonderfully gentle tease of my masculinity with the touch of a finger tip as she kissed me deep - then the feel of her hand grasp me so tight and wanting as, finishing the kiss, she would progress down over my chest and garnish. ”There were growls as several started for me. I bowed to the first as she stopped, “thank you for the honor.”She shifted and growled. She was not wearing her translator but I understood and smiled before shifting and changing my stance. She lunged quickly and my left hand struck across my body to slap her clawed hand to the side. I spun and kicked back and down into her thigh above the knee.When I returned to face her, she was rolling back to her feet. I grinned and stretched, “I really miss. She pictured an oxygen mask being placed over her face and air being forced down her lungs as they screamed out in protest. She pictured being placed in the hospital bed, felt the doctors stitch up her wrists. She heard them say she was a lost cause. That too much blood had been lost. She opened her eyes and wondering if she’d died. The walls were all white and her gown was white as well. She heard the swished pumping of the respirator, with its tube in her nose, there to help her breathe. She. She knew they existed and if it wasn’t for the ecstasy she would have never taken the chance tonight. With each thought of those big dicks and how they were going to fill her tight pussy, each thrust of Mark’s cock deep into her throat, and Barry’s fingers thrust deep into her well lubricated snatch she felt a pressure building between her legs, and finally she snapped back into reality with a scream of complete excitement around Mark’s cock. Her pussy clenched around Marks fingers. Her throat.