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of my voice caressing over and inside you. And when
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time to release that in a woman as you listen
to my voice and feel the story moving through your body,
as you enjoy tonight's show. Taty tried to control the
pleasure moving through her body, but all she could fill
with those long fingers of Caralou massaging deep inside her,
her thighs so wet with her slick, it was all
she could smell. He held her there, right on the
edge of an orgasm, painfully close now and a very
large stroke of his fingers is all he did was
force that salacious. She was used to a pussy clutching,
but this was far beyond that. Her whole body clutched
with need. Her core clutched with such an intense desire
it extended all the way down her legs, her toes
clutched in desperate need to keep control of the climax.
Swirling through every vein of her body, Those Carraloo's fingers
continued to torment her desire. His head lifted looking toward
the sky, and his jaw dropped open, as if roaring
at the sky. Tatty waited for a sound, a noise, something,
but she couldn't hear a thing. He just stood there, silently,
roaring at the sky. But there was something, a sound,
on the very edge of her hearing. If you hadn't
been watching him, she might not have even believed it
was a sound, perhaps a figment of her imagination. As
his mouth closed, she wasn't sure if the sound had
actually stopped. It seemed to echo in her mind for
long moments. What she was sure of was how much
she needed to come. Her whole body screamed at her
for satisfaction, But as she pushed down onto his fingers,
he slid them back, holding them at the perfect position
to intensify her sensations, but not to give her satisfaction. Bustard,
she whispered, not now, he commanded, soon, but not now.
His green eyes burrowed into her, pinning her to the ground.
It wasn't long before there were sounds of movement about them,
more watocks that he presumed. Carolly just sniffed the air
and smiled to himself, and gradually more of his kind
appeared from the undergrowth. Cautiously walking into the clearing, they
looked around suspiciously, first at Caralou, then at Tatty. As
they settled down, Carau looked around the collected males, smiling,
he simply said uzepha, before removing his fingers from Tatty's
aching pussy and holding his hand triumphantly before him. The
men all smelled the air, their concerned looks turning to
wide smiles as the chant of a siever grew slowly
at first, and then getting louder and louder, watching their
eyes turn all the same emerald green as caraleous in
in their gazes dancing over her aching body, Tatty was
suddenly aware how naked she felt in just her night shirt,
how fucking erect her nipples were under the sod of
material and how turned on she felt with all them
watching her intently, more than aware of their growing erections. Fuck,
they were huge. A wave of embarrassment flooded over Tatty,
even though she was a most heavily dressed person in
the group. Right now, she pulled her arms over her
breast and an attempt to cover herself. Caroly's gaze fell
hard upon her, his head tipping side to side as
he studied her. Momentarily somewhere in those beautifully intense eyes,
it was a spark of recognition, a moment of realization.
He turned to the huddled men, his voice demanding an
expectant our, rainer needs silk. The men all stopped, their looks,
suddenly concerned as they studied Tatty laid before them. Nodding,
they took a step closer, each man within an inch
of her, a protective all around her, wrecked cocks throbbing
above her prone body, like some strange guard ceremony from
outside a palace. As one, they grasped their erect cocks,
their hands stroking up and down slowly, at first deliberate
motions of their hands along their entire length, the muscles
inside their cocks rippling up and down their shafts. The
air filled with a gentle humming sound, as if stroking
became harder, more intense. Even their long fingers struggled to
reach around the complete girth of their hard cocks. But
watching them just above her stroking their cocks in celebration
of her, damn, if that wasn't horny as fuck, She
could feel every movement to their hands as if they
were stroking her pussy. Watching their cocks pulsing quicker and quicker,
Tatty noticed they were pulsing at the end, as if
they were extending that little bit further. And god, if
she couldn't feel that movement all the way into a core,
every single cock pulsing above her, pushing inside her. Fucked?
How could she not come? But somehow she didn't even
come when they did. Long strands at their seamen shot
through the air surprisingly gently at the size of their cocks.
As a strand settled over her body, those soft caress
so beautiful as it lay over her naked flesh, it
truly felt like the softest silk. Carollo stepped forward from
the group, the green of his eyes so intense they
forced her back to arch just with his gaze. She
was damn sure he could fuck her senses with just
those eyes. She could feel it thrusting in and out
of needy pussy, the intensity forcing her pussy to clutch
even harder. Why hadn't she come? How could this male
hold her on the very edge for so long, her
pussy stretching for him, welcoming him to enter her in
any way he desired. She ached to be fucked by
this man in every way she could imagine. His fingers
skillfully danced over her body. Her night shirt, which seemed
to have been ravaged by the forest, just fell away.
So much for those expensive night shirts, Tatty thought to herself.
He weaved his fingers through the soft threads of seamen
that grazed her naked body, entwining them, contorting them in
such a beautifully artistic way, the sheer white threads forming
into the most beautiful silk lace lingerie over her body.
The gentle caress of their warm come cocooned her in
the most beautiful sensation, sending tingles through every nerve in
her body. She had never felt more beautiful than she
did right now. She didn't just feel covered, she was
completely embraced by the desire of each and every one
of the males that surrounded her, almost as if they
were her males. Her Harim Caraloo looked at her with
a genuine warmth, his fingers playfully sliding through her hair.
A new glow emanated from the deep green of his
eyes as he whispered, are you ready for Receiver? He
didn't wait for an answer, He just cried receiver again,
and the male tribe moved around her, their fingers touching her.
The electricity that ricocheted through Tatty's body was incredible. She
really had never felt anything like it in her life.
Her muscles tensed and relaxed as a wave of pleasure
moved through her, perfectly orchestrated by the electrifying touch of
these men. Her gentle whispers transformed into mones of absolute
desire as her thighs clenched, that desire returning, this time
moving through her whole body. Not one of them had
touched near her pussy. Not one had even touched her thighs,
but her pussy clutched so aggressively with need, her feminine
juices were already dripping down her legs. Her mind was
so consumed by the caress of these men and of
the sensations building relentlessly through her body. Though she didn't
notice the first male dropping to his knees, she moaned
loudly as the sensation of his lips planted firmly on
her pussy, sucking her folds like a ravenous beast. His
tongue worked deep between her lips, tasting her, exploring her,
fingering around her clip as he sucked it between his teeth,
dragging it along the very edge of his teeth, before
his tongue flicked long and hard back along the folds
of her pussy. She couldn't hold back. This was absolute
torture as her orgasm washed over her body, electrified head
to her with need. As she pushed her throbbing clip
hard against his bristled lips, His hands quickly grasped at herass,
pulling her heart onto his face as he sucked her
come from every corner of a pussy. Her orgasm exploded
time and time again over her body. Her legs tightened
around his head before loosening breathlessly. Her body slumped as
the orgasm continued to circulate her whole body without mercy,
another male dropped to his knees, sucking at her folds,
his tongue flicking with stinging lashes, and her most sensitive
nub still vibrating from her last orgasm. She wasn't sure
if her last orgasm had ended or if it had
just continued. Mail after mail, ate at pussy, tongue after
tongue delved into the delights of her dripping sex. Every
time she didn't think she could endure another orgasm another
male in short, she did. The scene around her became
a confused mash of lights and colors. Sensations cascaded through
her body. The orgasms transcended anything she had ever felt.
She felt like she was floating with the intensity of
pleasure cascading through her body. She had moaned, she had growled,
she had cried, but she had no sounds left now,
her throat so hoarse from her orgasms, she was completely empty,
completely stated. Her vision was bleary as she looked weakly
around the tribe of her males that stood proudly around her.
Each one stubbled chinle listening with her pleasure. A badge,
a medal, an emblem of their new queen. Imperfect symphony.
They pressed their hands over their chest and cried as zeafha,
before disappearing into the undergrowth. In the distance, she could
hear grunts and cries. If she had been anywhere near Astute,
she would have realized that there was a battle going on.
But her mind was exhausted by the orgy of pleasure
she had experienced relentlessly. She had orgasmed time and time again,
and they had tasted every last drop of her. Her
eyes drifted closed, the flood of pleasure consuming her. Finally,
the sounds of a triumph return woke Tatty. The last
light of the day was dying as the veil of
night drifted over the clearing. The males lit the clearing
with wooden torches. Shadows danced around the trees bordering the area.
The burning fingers of the firelight caressed their naked bodies
and grasped at the directions. Wich stood proud into the night.
Caroldo came and stood next to her. My rainer, he said,
his eyes twinkling like emeralds in the firelight. Leaning down,
he kissed her tenderly, sucking gently on her lower lip.
Their tones explored each other's mouths entwining his fingers sliding
through her hair as he gently pulled her head back,
holding her gaze. Tonight we will build my home, he whispered,
his hand sliding over hers and lifting her hand onto
his hard, thick cock. Oh fuck, Tatty thought to herself.
Two other males lifted her, each by an arm as
Carol Doo slid underneath her, his tail caressing around his cock,
teasing at the folds of her pussy. As the other
moles lowered her slowly down, his tail scloored inside her pussy,
stretching it. As she felt the tip of his cock
slowly pressing inside her lips stretched tightly around him. She
suppressed a scream as she felt him all the way
inside her, the walls of her pussy throbbing at the
sensation of this huge cock filling her completely. She waited
for a thrust, but he didn't. His pelvis didn't move.
What did happen was his cock extended up and down,
pistoning inside her, the muscles around his shaft pulsing, rubbing
along her lips, massaging her clip, rubbing every inch of
the inside of her pussy. Her pussy clutched aggressively at
the sensation of his cock, massaging it. Somewhere in the background,
she could hear a drumming sound through the lights that
danced across her eyes. Through the lights that danced over
her eyes, she could see the other males drowning there,
hands on their muscular thighs, the beat getting louder and
louder as his cock extended up and down inside her,
her whole body trembling as her orgasm grew, stretching her pussy,
her core, filling her completely. As his cock throbbed, trembling
inside her. Her fingers ran through his chest hair, grasping
at it as her moans grew. The gaze in his
eyes intensified by his tail wrapped around her, holding her
firmly as a motion of his cock grew harder and harder,
faster and faster. Somewhere deep inside his chest, a groul started,
a deep, resonant growl that echoed through his cock, that
vibrated along the walls for pussy and echoed across her clip.
Her whole body tensed as his cocker erupted inside her,
his beautiful streams of silky cum filling her completely. She
grasped at his chest as out orgasm erupted through every
cell in her body, pleasure swamping every sense she had. Slowly,
she felt his cock producing, although the sensation still vibrated
through her. Their gazes held each other as their breathing
returned to normal. This is where it begins. We will
take back our world. We will bring more receiver like you,
and we will rebuild. Pulling her tight to his chest,
his heart beat pulsing through her as his tail wrapped
around her, keeping her safe and secure. Immersed in satisfaction,
Tatty looked around the clearing of the males, her males,
watched them consume their passion. Somehow she knew she was
their queen and they would do her pleasure whatever she asked.
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