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Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)
It was easier to learn this when each perfect hard grinding motion over his sensitive flesh made her cunt ache in response. She heard the door open and Estin had a meeting above her, staying carefully composed while he encouraged her to keep going. Little of consequence, a shipment of weapons to the western coastal districts, and of course an admiration of 6 and 9, the latter of which had just cum explosively, screaming around her ballgag in pleasure.
Fenny was getting closer as well. Her cunt was drooling with lust, inner walls constantly clenching now to the steady pace of Estin in her mouth, her clit aching to be touched. But she was too bound up to do anything about it. And as an afterthought, as she heard the door close, she felt Estin's hand on her tail, claws rolling through the fur, before it was strapped up against the back of her collar, keeping her from cheating if the idea occurred. Though he did find it amusing when the tip wriggled around animatedly instead of the long swirling motions it had been making.
He was becoming more resistant to her motions, or his refractory period was getting longer. He encourage her with several firm, slow tugs to move just a little faster, and to spend longer with her lips firmly against his base so he could flex in her throat. She got another thick drink from his balls while he leaned down in the quiet. Mmm getting close down there aren't you. make me proud. Us Cat-morphs can cum over 100 times a day Fenny. You'll have all day to get it right. he whispered to her, before sitting back up and going about his day. His period didn't increase and she could if she wanted, count and memorize how many tongue slathering trips along his shaft she had to make to get him to burst in her throat, letting the taste roll in her mouth at times. His 6th climax he reached down to tilt her chin back slightly, and pulled out until his head rested just passed her lips. Hold it, and wait for permission to swallow Slave He hissed, more animalistic, more in control and demanding, he said, before filling her mouth.
He'd hold her there, letting her tongue roll through his cum, before reaching down to massage her throat. Now you can swallow. he growled, before letting her, and then sliding her back down with a blissful sigh as she slowly drew the animal out of him climax by climax. She was so close to her own climax now she was shaking, physically shaking with the need to reach it, her moans and whimpers of need long shuddering affairs around his cock as she moved. She had to find it, one last little burst to tip her over and she'd cum, she knew it.
It was easier to learn this when each perfect hard grinding motion over his sensitive flesh made her cunt ache in response. She heard the door open and Estin had a meeting above her, staying carefully composed while he encouraged her to keep going. Little of consequence, a shipment of weapons to the western coastal districts, and of course an admiration of 6 and 9, the latter of which had just cum explosively, screaming around her ballgag in pleasure.
Fenny was getting closer as well. Her cunt was drooling with lust, inner walls constantly clenching now to the steady pace of Estin in her mouth, her clit aching to be touched. But she was too bound up to do anything about it. And as an afterthought, as she heard the door close, she felt Estin's hand on her tail, claws rolling through the fur, before it was strapped up against the back of her collar, keeping her from cheating if the idea occurred. Though he did find it amusing when the tip wriggled around animatedly instead of the long swirling motions it had been making.
He was becoming more resistant to her motions, or his refractory period was getting longer. He encourage her with several firm, slow tugs to move just a little faster, and to spend longer with her lips firmly against his base so he could flex in her throat. She got another thick drink from his balls while he leaned down in the quiet. Mmm getting close down there aren't you. make me proud. Us Cat-morphs can cum over 100 times a day Fenny. You'll have all day to get it right. he whispered to her, before sitting back up and going about his day. His period didn't increase and she could if she wanted, count and memorize how many tongue slathering trips along his shaft she had to make to get him to burst in her throat, letting the taste roll in her mouth at times. His 6th climax he reached down to tilt her chin back slightly, and pulled out until his head rested just passed her lips. Hold it, and wait for permission to swallow Slave He hissed, more animalistic, more in control and demanding, he said, before filling her mouth.
He'd hold her there, letting her tongue roll through his cum, before reaching down to massage her throat. Now you can swallow. he growled, before letting her, and then sliding her back down with a blissful sigh as she slowly drew the animal out of him climax by climax. She was so close to her own climax now she was shaking, physically shaking with the need to reach it, her moans and whimpers of need long shuddering affairs around his cock as she moved. She had to find it, one last little burst to tip her over and she'd cum, she knew it.