He began pumping me like an oil rig, hard but not too fast and I could feel a little tingle in my spine with every bump of his testicles against my bu...t.His hands made their way under my blouse and into the cups of my bra where they groped me curiously for a few minutes and then tightened around my back. Soon his hands slid down to my lower back and he gripped me hard at my hips and pulled me into his thrust, one at a time, as deep as he could get until he threw his head back and his face. Impossible. Yet the sounds of psychic bells and resistance of willpower beyond that ever seen before, defies any and all of his best efforts. Both by blunt force of will, defiance of rage and the subtlest moves of a mouse seeking to wind its way in are all rebuffed. Except for in one very small location, a hole in a defense that cannot afford to be less than flawless. Smiling once again at the indomitable and superior building he is, the prizes inside await. Quick as only the energy of thought. The skin is different as well, displaying a pale pink color, partially covered by the usual layer of white slime. It smells delicious, just like the plant it came from. The pod seems to breathe, contracting its form like a lung. A squishy sound catches her attention as a small opening appears in the upper side of the pod and a little tentacle comes out. It is very thin and only a few inches long.Slowly, the tentacle fattens and grows as more slime is pumped inside of it. Soon, it is nearly. Her skin was brown but not from the sun. While her face was pretty it was her tits that captured my attention. They were ripe firm melons with little sag, tipped by big thick nipples. All the nakedness and close contact of course caused an erection. Fortunately Anzo’s response was similar.Nudity was the go inside the house as we prepared the meal. The women incessantly talked. Anzo and I did the dishes then listened to some serials on the radio. He was quiet but good company. It was soon.