So he kept texting me because he wanted more! He texted almost every day, telling me that he knew that I could do more, and that I was ready. When I a...ked what I was ready for, he replied that I was ready to become a true submissive bottom. I asked what that meant, and he said that he wanted me on my knees to undress him, and then suck on his cock to get his daddy good and hard, and then let him give me a really good fucking. It all turned me on, but to be honest, my ass was STILL hurting from. I had forgotten how explosive, and rapid my orgasms were with my balls. My clenching muscles held them snugly in place. The orgasm finally tapered off, and I was able to sit down to catch my breath. I sat on the bench panting with drool running down the corner of my mouth. I was sweating hard and completely soaked. My pussy wanted more. I looked around and no one was visible on the trails, so I propped each foot on the bench and reached into my panties. Two fingers slid easily into my needy,. ”“Yes, though I wish they had evacuated,” I sighed.“Not sure if they were brave or stupid,” he nodded. “They certainly don’t stand a chance without armour.”“That and the aliens can sense life force of some kind, so hiding is impossible.”“So I’d heard,” he grimaced. “Oh damn, what the hell is that?”“Behemoth,” I replied. “Slow as can be, but virtually unstoppable unless you can get an explosive block underneath it.”“Not happening with this many aliens around it.”“There is a way,” I replied.. I plowed into Desma with zeal eager to give her one more orgasm before finishing but my own fast approached. The only way to push her over before I cam would involve a little extra help. I grabbed one of her tits, gently squeezing it, and prodded and tickled her citreous just like I had that afternoon. The response was immediate. She cried out into the gag and arched her hips high into the air. Her vaginal walls constricted in pulsing waves, making it even harder to enter but also increasing my.