If push comes to shove, you would do well to give the alien exactly what he desires. It may open up an opportunity to escape at a later time. Never feel guilty about giving in if it buys you some time. His hair exploded from his braid, and like a living thing it
“Oh, God, yes.” Virgil closed his eyes and gripped his dick harder. “Mmm.” His strokes were tight and fast, sending tingles and bursts of fire spiraling through his veins. The wet glide of skin against skin filled the small bedroom with sounds that complemented the moans pouring through his throat. The combined sounds drove
“So much perfection, mate.” He purred, burying his face in her neck and licking at the sensitive skin there. Bilana threw back her head, her hands tangling in Chaska’s long, white hair as she tried to pull his head lower. She spread her legs and made a place for his hot, hard body between them.
“When — when I was cast out,” Ario whimpered. “Please stop touching me.” “Oh, you don’t want me to stop. Your body does not want me to stop, Ario.” “Please?” he whined, almost beyond caring. All of this felt so good, and because it felt so good now, later it would be so very, very
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His scalp began to itch and his skin burned as his fur totally retreated, his white main sliding up to become a head filled with snow white hair. When the transformation was complete, he would have fallen, had not strong arms reached for him. Tavin opened his eyes and looked up, his dark
“Duh!” “But-but — That’s –” Barb stepped back, her eyes wide as she stared at the nerd who had suddenly gained a lot of cool points. “Really?” “Really.” “Do you drink blood?” “Yes,” he answered, exasperated. Now Barb had stars in her eyes as she stared at the man lying across her dressing room couch.
“Oh, God, yes.” Virgil closed his eyes and gripped his dick harder. “Mmm.” His strokes were tight and fast, sending tingles and bursts of fire spiraling through his veins. The wet glide of skin against skin filled the small bedroom with sounds that complemented the moans pouring through his throat. The combined sounds drove his
There was no way she was going to let him lie here and possibly bleed to death on her watch, especially after he did it to save her life! He was a hero, and there he was lying on her couch, coughing and bleeding his life away. Oh hell no! Not on her watch!