As the sun began to set on what had been a good night and a great catch up, a slightly-worse-for-wear Katie told me in a slurred voice that she needed...to ask me a big question before we went home, but it needed to be in private. Because of financial pressures, she’d moved in with two of her friends including her ex-boyfriend, which was a bit awkward, so she asked if she could come back to my flat.I said yes, of course. My flat was hers whenever she needed time or space away from things, and we. Yet, in her new body, her mental powers were growing even faster than she was recovering physically. Sibilius had no idea how powerful she would become, mentally. She could already access the powers her siblings had taken thousands of years to develop. It was possible that he had created a race of gods… or, more likely, demons.Béla appeared in his mind, again. In her image, she kissed his cheek; an Earth custom that had become popular since he’d last socialized with them. He decided he enjoyed. Speeding up only to slow down and suck just the head of his dick while my tongue swirled all around it and dipped into his hole oozing pre cum. As I was releasing his dick so I could go back to sucking his balls, I felt King sit up. He isn’t about to cum already I thought. But just as I finished my thought King grabbed the back of my hair and forced his dick almost all the way down my throat. I couldn’t breathe and tears were streaming down my face as I tried to push him off of me. “Oh yeah. " I slide my hands down, pulling the skirt down your legs. The large strapon cock you are wearing pops out and slaps against my cheek. Your smile gets even wider and more naughty as you see my eyes widen at the size of it. It is the largest one you have ever worn during our sessions. "Stroke your cock slave while sucking my cock, but do not cum," you command, your voice getting husky. You push the strapon into my mouth as I stroke myself with my right hand. My cock gets hard as I stroke.