A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Oiled fingers grasped at my clit and my nipples. Evan’s mouth was over my ears licking and nipping. The force of their joined minds concentrated on my pleasure and it rocked me over the edge powerfully.

“A break, a moment,” I begged Bane as I contracted around his thick shaft.

He laughed a low, coarse sound.

“Lose control around me one more time, Ciara,” he ordered.

“I can’t,” I moaned sinking toward the bed.

Bane refused to let my hips fall and held them up as he fucked me slowly, enjoying the sensations.

“Yes, you will,” he said and he was right.

body over his cock and I groaned. He allowed me to

is good we are together, again,” he whispered into my ear as I lay draped across

good,” I breathed into

over once Christof had finished. He slipped his tongue all over my body.

bath and cleaned me up. His hands massaged my back and rubbed the soreness out of every part of me. It turned out I like the rubbing as much as

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bed with us and rest,” Master Damien said scooping me up and

of warm blankets. The torches in the bedroom were extinguished and the still darkness surrounded us.

interesting to Christof, because the women thought it was important. Master Damien remembered it, but hadn’t been that impressed with it. I was confused as the dream came into focus. Something in

I asked looking around at the rough, stone walls. Christof and Master Damien were beside me suddenly. “You choose the oddest things to dream of,” Master

place the women

woman in front of us was using the barbed tips on her wings to pick away at the wall. She Let

large chunk of dull silvery metal. The round stones the men used as money were