Gan loved it. Gan soaked in the sounds of her begging, the sight of her squirming and writhing for air helplessly. “No…” Kativa whimpered. She f...lt a warm liquid soak her panties and pants on her crotch. Whatever consciousness the girl had left was filled with shame and humiliation. Gan loosened his grip around her neck. “Well, well, well boys, will you look at that. The great Desert Rose Ranger Kativa Swift is pissing herself!” Gan taunted the girl “Nooo! S-stop! D-don’t look at me” Kativa. He spat, or at least as best he could, most of the stuff that hadn’t dissolved colored his phlegm brown. His ill-shaped mouth was unable to fully expel his spittle as it dribbled pitifully down his face.Emily raced over to pat his back, trying to help him clear what seemed like an obstruction by the way he was choking on the substance.“Hahhh...hahhh…” Stan waved Emily off through teary eyes.“I’m ok... are... are they... trying to kill me?” he gasped between attempts to spit out the rest of the. . maybe an increase of intelligence, particularly in the animals. I feel – we feel – that it somehow influences the animals, and maybe us, all the way out here.”The General looked down at his empty cup, then back to stare eye-to-eye at the young anthropologist. “And you want me to send in an investigative team to verify that, and to determine just what this ... column place is?” he asked.Jasmine and Morales glanced at each other before she let out a sigh and answered. “Yes, Sir... but we’re. Anne again lowered herself, unable to quite take in his whole length, getting close, close, trying to force herself not to gag and not quite succeeding. She sucked back up to the top of his member, coating him in saliva, then jacking while licking him, bringing him close but never quite over. She again placed her mouth over the crown, lovingly pushing herself down, down, using her tongue on the underside of his penis. Soon Stan began attempting to thrust deeper, and Anne firmly gripped him.