’ She dove back onto his cock, swallowing him down to the roots. He threw his head back, her name upon his lips, the cry a feral sound, filed with l...st and passion as his cum shot into her mouth. She drank down every drop greedily, her throat milking him as he continued to shudder. Her lips suckled him even after his climax ended, undil he cried out for her to stop. With a smile she let his softening manhood slip from her lips, then she snapped her fingers. The plant dropped him straight into. How do you know about the book royalties, Christy?”Beth: “WHAT book royalties?”Christy: “Well, I already had my suspicions, but I wasn’t completely sure until I hacked into your publisher’s computer.”Beth: “What book royalties? What publisher?”Me: “You hacked into the computers of the largest book publisher in the United States? They told me they had the most secure computer system money could buy!”Beth: “What publisher? What book royalties?”Christy: “I knew as soon as I tried it would be. Her hand slides back to cup my balls and give a gentlesqueeze. My face is buried in her neck. I moan softly as shebegins slowly stroking me. My hand is kneeding the inside of her thigh as it moveslingeringly toward the meeting of her legs. My loving companionwidens her stance to allow me easier access. I feel the heat ofher pussy against the back of my thumb. My other hand continuesto caress her left breast - stroking, rubbing, rolling the nipplelike a marble... I'm a little. Vix communicate telepathically. I am an untrained partial telepath—the Vix are working to correct that. Garma put me to bed with the Vix I connected most strongly with—Silvia. We were going to share dreams. And we did...Ever run on all fours, tongue hanging out, tail high? I was Vix. I was Nolan. Silvia was my mate. We were hunting an evil human. Part of me was emotionless machine, totally logical if not exactly rational. Part of me was monkey boy and very emotional. Mostly I was HUNTER. Silvia.