” The female took a deep breath, her gaze going to Red, and then back to Emily. “His neck is bare. He’s unclaimed.” “The customs on this p...anet are different than on Utuduo,” the red-haired angel said. Emily scrunched her face in confusion. “What’s going on here? What are you people? Why are you here?” “I am Lady Azana, Rezzur Pazzua’s Sheknia… or, as you Edenian’s would say, his Mistress.” Emily’s eyes went round. Red Passion had been calling her ‘Sheknia’ all this time. She shook her. He removed her negligee and kissed her body, she was so wet now that he had to touch her again. She moaned, and stopped him to remove his shirt. Each button would not come off fast enough, once she had his chest bare she kissed him with a hunger he had never felt before. Starting at his neck and moving down to his pants, she removed them to reveal his hard cock. She took him in her mouth and he moaned with pleasure. He grabbed her by her waist and pulled her close, she climbed on top of him as. Then I unbuckle the belt, and undo the button, I lower the zipper and I can feel your pulse through your slacks. I rub the front of your crotch with my palm, and softly whisper, ‘Wow baby that’s huge.’ All as I look into your eyes and feel the love flow, I slip the trousers down to the floor, and lightly rub the front of your boxers more, drag my ruby red nails gently across your growing cock. Then I slip my thumbs under the elastic and slide the boxers down and your cock jumps out at me as if. The bisexual men kissed wetly, tongues whipping along the others lips as they soared through their orgasms. The trio’s taut bodies eased and slowly disentangled. Paula fell on her side her back as the twins dismounted the bed. She lay spread limbed, weary legs and arms akimbo. ‘Was that what you needed, Dad?’ Gilbert inquired. Mike rose from his chair, his shorts off, proudly self-fondling his semi-turgid erection. ‘Yes, thank you, boys. That will do.’ The lusty lads departed. Mike climbed on.