byBlackShanglan© Conor stood in the opulent reception hall of the Merchant House of Kor, feet sunk in the plush pile of the carpet as he watched the morning crowd arrive. The galaxy, he thought, is a strange and wonderful place. All around him, merchants, agents, pilots and purchasers teemed in all the variety of cumshot which life, in its galactic sense, was capable. Con had been raised on a small and isolated planet, and until he'd left home he'd seen only a handful of races, most of them other human sub-variants. threesome Now his childhood encounters with squat heavyworlders or the stripe-haired colonists of system's other planet were stripped of their exotic mystique by the daily barrage of amazingly varied species. From his desk he could see the Isks, Ko and Itzo, scampering along on their way to the mailroom, their eight-legged, golden-furred bodies swerving as if on tracking. Their small frames were simply disks of flesh with slender limbs spaced evenly around them, a two-foot tail in the back, and no visible sensory organs. He still wasn't sure how they "saw," or whatever they did. In the corner, Jonah sat in his place by the window, immobile and impassive. He took some warming to; Con still found it hard to consider the sofa-sized mass of knobbed mineral sentient, although Jonah had been forgiving when Con had sat on him on his first day at the office. It was something of an initiation ritual amongst the non-"professional" staff. group Cool Salariki merchants, their sleek fur and feline grace draped in rich robes, still made him pause, but only in admiration – he saw them almost daily as they worked to send the galaxy’s finest to their luxury-loving homeworld. Amidst the welter of fur, feathers, chitin, and tentacles, human-variants hardly registered as variants with him any longer, and anything even vaguely bipedal had lost the power to charm him. Anything but Meer Kass. He watched from his alcove as she stood bowed in the doorway for a moment, throwing back the deep cowl of her cloak to reveal eyes like broad green platters, sleek fur with the luster of tarnished silver, and feline features with a winking, knowing expression. She was Salariki, and tall for the race; she topped Con by several inches, and moved with easy blonde power and a panther-like gravity of grace. Her fur glowed with health and luxury, and he sighed quietly to himself as he thought again of what it would feel like under his fingers. Sensuous, he thought wryly – for the few seconds he'd have left to live if he dared that transgression. He looked away as she headed across the lobby, pretending to monitor his security screens as she moved towards the desk. "Corridor one, room five, please." Her voice was a lazy, throaty purr that jolted his libido as it lingered caressingly over the r’s and s’s. He reached for the passcard, looking up into her calm, faintly mischievous eyes as he blowjob held it out and felt her claws slide like polished ivory over his palm. "Con. I listened to that music of yours." Is that all you’ve got Yavara? She cried out as her first orgasm triggered just from the anticipation of what was to come. “We are going to have to shave your pussy bare.” I tell her group with a grin. ‘Yeah sure, looks alright.’ She almost moaned many times before they got inside the house. Then hands went blonde across his abs, gripping and dragging him swiftly to this beautiful piece of furniture and sitting him promptly. The man in a position to stimulate my clit was also working my empty, but messy pussy. Not having enough saliva in my mouth, or on his thickening cock yet, it wasn't much, but I began to work on him. I am my own editor so please forgive me for any typos. Now, how do you like the changes I made?" asked Lilith. After both their breaths calmed and she sobered up, she was ready to fight. I invited her in the house and she wrapped her arms around her upper body as the cool air from the conditioner hit her. It was just like when we had gone to the mall. “I have more with bigger stones, but I know that Miss Lucille doesn’t like to flaunt her wealth so she doesn’t like to wear big flashy jewelry.” He finally stops cumming and she swallows it down before pulling her head off his cock, the cum on her lips and chin drip down onto her chest between her perky tits. Wow, you’re a real help. My futa-jizz fired into Hanako's mouth. But her struggles proved futile. So over the next few days I witness the proud might of the Gaianesian military machine in action when under the greatest secrecy, different ministries and departments are bought into the plan. “Her mouth is open,” Kara added. Amy had taken her bra off and was wearing an almost see through blouse of Emily's that I always found to be sexy. I looked at Jon then Vicky and it didn’t look as if threesome they had realised cumshot blowjob so I decided not to say anything and let the kids have their fun. He gripped her rump her blonde hair falling down her back.