Rhela respectfully bowed her head and departed without a word, each step on her wounded leg causing more crimson to flow down her toned thigh, though she remained resolutely nonplussed by it. Lysera let herself feel a moment's pride for her Lessers stoicism but there was more yet to be done, so she shouted out a single name, loud and authoritative, “Aezera!” She stood patiently with her hand on her hip, deep in thought as a fingernail blowjob scratched idly at her elongated lower canine, consciously not looking towards the only nearby source of sound, that of the humans continued albeit far weakened noises and the unmistakable rhythmic pounding of flesh on flesh, Tryi now burying every vein anal ridged inch of her length into the humans now soaked pussy, using her and claiming her. A figure, like Lysera also still clad in her battle armour jogged up and bowed her head respectfully, her other more senior Second and indeed second in command, Aezera. She was as tall as Lysera and perhaps quicker, but her strength and comparative experience still left much to be desired until she could wisely consider a challenge. “Yes, Lysera?” Aezera asked doggystyle in her deep predatorial voice, resting a hand on her Gatt-Rifle, ready to leap into action at a moments notice even as she looked with a smirk towards the prone figure of her gyrating Equal. “Have you done as I ordered?” Lysera asked, though she already teen suspected the answer. “I did,” Aezera responded, focusing on her Better, displaying her own use of restraint in looking away from the attention-drawing scene beside them, their conversation matched by the growing growls of Tryi’s passion. “When you stripped the dead did you find a woman, dark hair, unique armour, an Isiri skull cumshot on her shoulder?” Aezera shook her head slowly and Lysera knew better than to question whether she had made a mistake, she had already had to deal with one insulted Second today. “What does it mean?” Aezera asked, missing context. Lysera paused for a moment, her stern expression changing into one of unmitigated delight and she laughed, long and hearty. She felt her disappointment at the poor fight slip away and she could almost feel new life breathe into her limbs. Aezera merely looked bemused, waiting. “It means, Aezera, that a human managed to wound two of our Lessers and escape the ambush alive and unnoticed,” Lysera stated, a hungry glee rising in her voice. Aezera grinned then too, “Worthy prey.” “Worthy prey.” Lysera echoed. “Will you hunt?” Aezera asked, a hopeful tone hidden in her voice. Lysera suspected Aezera wanted the hunt for herself, but she would not be denied this sport, “I will hunt.” Aezera wasn’t surprised by this and expertly hid any disappointment. Instead, she slung her Gatt-Rifle off of one shoulder and held it out reverently to Lysera, “At least allow me the honour of having my weapon used in the hunt, Better.” Lysera raised a hand, “I will hunt with blade or not at all. If you would do me the service of bringing your Lancer, however, I would gladly wield it on this hunt.” Once more stowing her rifle Aezera showed her white teeth in a grin, protruding lower canines gleaming in the low light, “A proud hunt. After such an exhausting yet pleasurable first time of exploring your beautiful young body, we decide to go sit in our very own jaccuzi. I made my way to the cafeteria, but stopped short of entering,looking blowjob for something else. These deep masturbation fantasies turned them both into sexually starved animals. She grabbed onto my hands and brought them up to her face. I pulled that blonde hair and made her stand and I told her we would be going down into the basement. His head went down, and his mouth clamped around her right breast. "Then, we shall see what to do with you, shall we not?" "Did you say something?" The teen weekend had finally arrived, I picked my sister Amber up from the airport and drove her home. As they slowly walked around the fence line Tilly watched doggystyle as Kelly wiggled a little in the saddle. We exploded in unison, wrapped up in our blanket, and slept the sleep of the exhausted until morning. And she was massaging his bare chest, and grabbing handfuls of his muscular butt-cheeks, as anal well. They didn’t take off their clothes, just undid their trousers and pulled out their penises. Do you know what a dry orgasm is? I’m assuming you do. "Frank, my husband and I have been cumshot married for 18 years. She nodded me a ‘yes’, so I went and fetched a couple of half decent bottles of wine from the bar.