His face was stern, solemn. He was a white man with blue-grey eyes, high forehead and thick brows. But his rough cheeks were painted with shining silv...r lightning streaks and his forehead with a golden sun-burst symbol. He, the specter, stood unmoving, silent. His arm lifted and his hand extended to point at Graydon, then raised to an open-palm gesture of greeting.Graydon stood, unable to move, frozen by the face and the upraised hand. A long moment passed, the specter's eyes hinted some. She began to stroke, and he could only watch her pale hand move up and down, her red-painted fingernails flashing in the dim light. It was the most incredible thing he'd ever felt."You like that," she observed. When he glanced up at her, she kissed him. It caught him off guard, something he really never would have expected. She was a sloppy kisser, probably because she was still a little drunk from the night before. Still, as she thrust her tongue into his mouth he returned the kiss with. But it wasn’t my own sex juices I wanted to taste.Letting my mouth drop away, I kissed Lana’s chin and neck. I passed her flattened tits, pausing to tease each of her nipples, nipping them between my teeth hard enough to make Lana gasp.But it was only a pause.I could feel the heat between her legs and wanted to be part of it, not just the cause.Lana spread her legs shamelessly. Her pussy was so fucking pretty, so delicate. I was mere inches away, yet I had no idea what was inside that little. Remember, sooner or later we want to have at least one for all of your people to ride," I said."You are right of course. Even though we can all walk fine it will be easier and faster once we can all ride," he said.My mates fed me well again at suppertime, but they also hinted about some attention after we were in the furs. I wasn't too tired so I agreed we probably needed the practice. They were determined to make it worth my while and I was just a little lazy when it came time to get up the.