The houses were more humid than outside. Renee adjusted the settings on her camera then began taking pictures. She must have taken three or four of al...ost every flower. Various angles, light settings and shutter settings. She commented to Lauren that since going digital even though she took more pictures she had become a better photographer.“What do you like to photograph the most?” Lauren inquired as she watched Renee zip off a few more shots.“Landscapes, I have trouble with indoor lighting.. "I think it's time," I finally told her.She trembled. "Now?"I smiled, took my cock in my hand and started rubbing it up and down her wet slit. "Right now. I can't stand to wait any longer." I pushed and felt her lips spread for me as the head disappeared inside of her. Her barely contained little whimper made me even more eager to have her.I pushed a little further inside of her, running into her resistance as the thickness of my shaft pushed her wider than her comfort level. I leaned forward. I explode, moaning in ecstasy, and unleash jet after jet of hot cum into your mouth, coating your tongue and splashing against the back of your throat, and I keep cumming. Your hand pumps up and down my cock, milking every drop out of me. Then you pull my shorts back up and help me with my belt, as my hands and legs shake, trying to recover from such an incredible orgasm. Standing, we kiss, tasting ourselves on each others lips. We kiss deep, tongues intertwined. My hands pull your body close. Of course, having no credits, they all usually fell into prostitution. Ashriel closed his eyes in misery. He would rather starve before selling his body for food or shelter. After meditating on his transgression and fate, he rose, dressed, and walked back to the castle where he’d lived since he was two sun orbits. No one seemed to pay attention as he walked, head bowed in shame. He entered the inner sanctuary, approached the altar, and prostrated himself face down with his wings completely.