A night of Play (private for Marcus)

[Myra]

* Marcus`Damante had sat with her before the fire of the hearth for about an hour, just holding her against his bare chest, waiting for there clothes to dry, feeling the effects of the plant both of them ingested to dull the pain which had started to wear off as it did not last very long. They collected there things, his shirt torn an bloody, but he pulled it back over his head an threw on his cloak while to his disapointment
[00:49] <Marcus`Damante> she sliped back into his dress in the other room while he was still hoping to get a peak at those curves when not fighting for his life that is. The cold air was almost welcome against there skin, his body feeling soar all over, like he had been hit by a run away wagon an he could not help but wonder if hero's where supposed to get soar but he laughed that off while they made there way inside the Inn.
[00:49] <Marcus`Damante> There was a big crowd, some buzz about an auction but he cared not, he stoped by the bar long enough to buy them a bottle of wine, snagging a couple glasses an moving up the stairs behind Jamila. They would at last make it to her place, a tired, beat up sigh escaping his lips but he still smiled at her as she worked the lock an with seconds he was holding the door open for her an the pair would slip within.

[00:54] <Jamila> She had kept close to him, especially during the time in the inn with her head down a little bit and dark hair covering her face. Her black ears hidden within her silky curls as they laid flat atop of her head almost and her tail kept close to her body while she had tried to pull on what she could of her dress to hide her body. It wasn't because of him that she hid it but because of others at the moment and their lingering eyes
[00:54] <Jamila> . Quickly she would scurry into the inn room, letting him close and lock the door behind him as she paused then and frowned, realizing that she was alone with him once again and her heart sped up, beating way to loudly she thought and those dark lashes lifted to reveal midnight blue eyes "You.. can put those over on the table there..." All of the sudden realizing that she barely knew him and yet craved him.

[01:01] * Marcus`Damante would have felt the other hungry eyes upon her in the tavern as well, finding his hand squeezing her own just a touch tighter, his arm going around her waist but they could not have her, she was his, at least he hoped she would be. As she stood there before him, looking a mixture of scared an nervous he could not help but smile, moving over to set the bottle an glass down on the table like she said.
[01:01] <Marcus`Damante> He had a slight but noticable limp to his step as he did, Artirus had landed his knee upon his thigh an he figured he had a deep thigh bruise perhaps, he knew it was not broken. He shook his head, those raven locks splashing around his face, his own deep blues seeking her out as he looked around the cozy room"So does the beat up hero get served a glass of wine from the saved damzel in distress..."
[01:01] <Marcus`Damante> he would laugh softly walking up to her, hand coming up to caress her cheek for but a moment, very tenderly though as it was still quite red an then would slip past her droping down into the chair. He lifted up his torn an bloddy shirt with a sigh, shruging his shoulders he pulled it over his head an tossed it towards the flames of the hearth with a laugh.

[01:22] <Jamila> She bit down on her lower lip as they made into the room and then she was noticing the limp he was walking with and worry slid into her eyes but she did not say anything to make him feel bad about it. She needed to find a way to repay him but the moment he spoke of the wine she was moving. Her own body hurt but she would deal with it later. The swelling in her cheek would go down, she just had to get something to keep herself f
[01:22] <Jamila> rom getting a black eye maybe and the welt upon her thigh was stinging and she would need a cream to put on it but she'd deal with all that later. Moving to the table her hips swayed slightly, wiggling that rounded ass and her tail swaying lightly behind her. Her ears flickered upon her head, hearing him remove his shirt and the crackle of the fire as it joined the flames and when she turned around, after popping the bottle of
[01:22] <Jamila> wine open and pouring him a glass her gaze drank in his chest and broad shoulders as a purr of delight slid from her lips and her eyes darkened. A blush came to her immediately at that reaction to him and she bit down on her lower lip before returning to him and without thought she was sliding to her knees in front of him, the wine offered up to him "The beat up hero gets a glass of wine and if he like anything else need only t
[01:22] <Jamila> o ask.. " Her head tilted slightly, watching him a moment before her dark lashes lowered to hide that hungry gaze "I am hardly a damzel.. but thank you.. for helping me.."

[01:59] * Marcus`Damante would watch the sway of those hips an ass, his own head tilted to the side as he enjoyed the view. She did not waist any time grabing the bottle an filling him a glass, bringing it back over to him an droping to her knees before him speaking"I was only teasing an trying to make light of the situation, perhaps steal a smile...did not mean to imply you could not take care of yourself.."
[01:59] <Marcus`Damante> he would take the wine from her hand, raising it to his lips taking a quick sip while comtiplating her open offer of anything else the hero wanted"Well that a generious offer, droping to your knees..so eager to please..well at least I sorta earned this kinda treatment this time..unlike the tavern when we first met..."he laughed softly, not used to a girl who was so intent on making him happy or pleasing
[01:59] <Marcus`Damante> "You know since you are so close perhaps you should check to make sure everything is alright down there...nothing broken..."he would lean in an press his lips against her own, hard at first, then gently his lips would caress against her own in a sweet kiss. He would lean back in the chair, his free hand runing through her tangle of dark locks, his blues locked with her own with that
[01:59] <Marcus`Damante> smile as that hand would drop an grasp her own softly, guiding it upon the bulge in his pants, the almost 9inch snake starting to wake a bit from its slumber, slightly hard to her touch through fabric at the idea of what he wanted to do an have done for the days with beauty"You know..bring him out..make sure he is ok..."he would laugh again, downing the rest of his wine an seting it upon the table next to him.

[02:09] <Jamila> She had been a collared pet once, though by force and while she had enjoyed the touch of the drak, it had been rough and uncaring. Needs were sated and nothing else, leaving her often empty and curled up on her own. Her punishment for seeking others had been to lock her to the bed, days upon end without food or water only to await his return so he could use her body again to sate his own needs and never her own. "I am not a str
[02:09] <Jamila> ong fighter.. and know when I am in a situation that I can not get out of.." She blushed a little bit before her gaze lifted again and then her lips were claimed. Surprised at first and then just as eager as she leaned up and into him and took the taste of him as his tongue slipped between her own lips. When he pulled back her lips were parted, slightly bruised and her eyes dark. Her hand brought up and guided along his thigh a
[02:09] <Jamila> nd then up over that growing bulge, her eyes widening a bit at the size of him and a soft whimper slid from her lips as her fingers stroked along him, outlining his length in those pants before sliding up and to the button to release him. Her other hand came up to join as she shifted between his thighs and peeled away his pants from him so that he could be freed. The moment her eyes set sight upon him she all but puured with de
[02:09] <Jamila> light and fingers would reach to pull him out, letting delicate fingers trail along his length. Her gaze lifted to him then, tongue darting over her lower lip "I don't think.. I will be able to tell until he is at his full size..."

[02:19] <Marcus`Damante>
ACTION would tilt his head back as she slowly worked her magic, his head rolling on his shoulders, his tongue flickering out to run across his full lips as teased his length just right through his fabric"Ohhh..."he would moun softly, now moving up to pop off his button an pull down his garb as he had offered up. His length would at last be drawn free, still not standing at full hight, her finger sliding across it,
[02:19] <Marcus`Damante> her words hiting his ears would cause that smile of to press to a full grin, even laughing softly at he looked down, his deep blues locking with her own"This is very true...have to make sure everything is in working order no..."she would see that he a little over 8 an half inches but with much gerth, his member was fat like a child who was treated to much cake, plump to fill up those he choice to please
[02:19] <Marcus`Damante> like said kid would his clothes, tightly. "I think your hand could do that, but perhaps for faster results your mouth might be better.."he loved playing words games, teasing, it made so much more to the pleasure an he was glad she was as open to it as he was, playing along, his hand coming back up to brush those gorgous locks from her vision so he could admire that innocently beautiful face of hers.

[02:30] <Jamila> HIs fingers within her hair, against her cheek had her growing a little strength, as well as that moan. Her lips curved ever so slightly as he chose to voice his preference, one that she was more the agreeable to but the small kitten wondered if she was even going to be able to get her lips around him, yet alone his length within mouth. A challenge before her and she wiggled that rounded little bottom, tail swaying eagerly as h
[02:30] <Jamila> er fingers trailed up along the length of him before her head would drop there. Tongue found the flesh near the base to start with, nuzzling there to get a scent of him before she was drawing her tongue up along him and to the rim of the head of his cock. It was here she trailed her pink tongue around before she would shift and move to the base again and lap all the way up again, not yet touching the sensitive head of his membe
[02:30] <Jamila> r. His taste delighted her, had her whimpering for more as she continued her little teasing, wettening his length with her own saliva to make him glisten for her. Between her own thighs her body was betraying her as well, a shiver running through her body and had that wetness growing enough to have her squirming, to making that plump ass of hers wiggle back and forth.

[02:40] * Marcus`Damante would watch her tease him, that tongue slid up an down the side of his harder an harder length, its size growing with the attention, his own seat upon the chair squiriming in antisapation of his cock sliding into her small wet mouth"Thats my girl..."he would find himself muttering an as he glanced over her shoulder he would notice her ass swaying back an fourth with her efforts, almost calling him.
[02:40] <Marcus`Damante> His muscles would strain as he braced his hands upon each arm of the chair an lifted himself, pulling his dick from her just for a moment so that his legs where laying over the side of the chair now. His back up against the other arm, this allowed him to lean to the left, extending out his arm over the back of her so that he could squeeze one of those plump cheeks"God..your ass is soo firm...plump.."
[02:40] <Marcus`Damante> he would almost moun to her, his grip moving to her other cheek, squeezing, toying with them an his new postion still allowing her to please him in any way she wish while he explored her body more. His flat hand would slide over the curve of her cheeks now, his middle finger diping between the crack, trailing over that tightly puckered star fish hole to descend upon her moist pussy lips
[02:40] <Marcus`Damante> "Hmmm..someone is exicted..."he would tease her with words then with his actions, digit tracing along her pussy lips, diping in just an inch, pulling out, going deeper into her each side, searching her depths for that hidden little gem of her clit, seeking it out to rub an pin down with his finger within her folds.

[02:49] <Jamila> Her lips were pulled from him, a whimper from her throat before she realized that he was moving only to get ahold of her more and her gaze jumped to his growing length just as his hands came down upon that round bottom and squeezed. She always thought it was too big.. though in truth just full with the curves of her body. Once he was settled in again though her gaze found his member, watching how it twitched and grew more for h
[02:49] <Jamila> er. Lips would part this time, one hand slipping to wrap as much as she could around the base of his cock and though she could not watch his face while he was grabbing at her ass she was more then pleased he didn't just sit there and allow her to play. Her thighs spread for him, her bottom wiggled for his attention but her mouth was dropping about him, sliding those lips around the head of his cock and pushing down. Tongue woul
[02:49] <Jamila> d dance over flesh, trailing along that ridge again and then down further as the kitten tried to take as much as she could of him. Feeling his finger slid between her cheeks though, against that little pucker had her groan against his length and lift her little bottom more to him. Such a tease he was as his finger slid lower then, into that sweet nectar that already soaked her pussy, making that slip of his finger into her fold
[02:49] <Jamila> s easy while she moaned against his length. Her body responded to his touch eagerly while her lips tightened about him and then would pull back only to attempt to get more of his length between them each time. Her cries were lost against his flesh, only vibrations of what the could have been against him.

[03:02] * Marcus`Damante would get distracted from his playing within her pussy as his length at last was taken into her small moist mouth"God..have been dying to feel those lips ever since the first time I scene them over the back of that couch..."his aroused member an passion would quicken his assult upon her pussy, finger sliding in an out faster, her pussy jucices clinging to his digit as he pulled it out oh so slow.
[03:02] <Marcus`Damante> He would lean back into the chair, his slick finger poised before his face as he watched her continue to struggle with his size"My turn to see how you taste..."he would devour it into his mouth, savoring her esencse, her smell, that taste, lips smacking togther"Perfection..."he would mutter with a sigh, leaning back foward so that he could seek out that ass once more.
[03:02] <Marcus`Damante> His hands would pause upon those cheeks once more, so plump, he was such an ass man, squeezing one over an over, then moving to the other"These are devine...if anything I would wish them to be even bigger..."he would say with laugh, slaping her cheek hard but playfully, not wanting his girls to be skin an bones, like full figured girls. His lucky finger
[03:02] <Marcus`Damante> would slide between her crack once more, fallowing same path but this time teasing an toying with that star fish a touch longer, gauging her bodies reacation to his touch, pressing against for just a moment but then gone, disapearing into the wet folds of her pussy once more, seeking that clit, wanting to pleasure her like her lips an mouth where doing for him.

[03:09] <Jamila> Her lips pulled from him slowly and peek over her shoulder a moment to set those desired filled eyes upon him the moment his fingers were sliding between his lips and tasting her. A groan again slid from her, lips licked as she watched him and shuddered "You could not have wanted me then...you were the perfect gentleman.. where did he go" She squealed though as his hand came to land upon her flesh and that bottom bounced for hi
[03:09] <Jamila> m, hands once again squeezing her flesh and she groaned before her head dropped to his lap again and tongue swirled over the head of him before sliding down again, bobbing upon his cock as his fingers pressed to that puckered hole again and she pushed back against him. Something she had never had done to her, nobody having used her like that before and a part of her feared it but it felt so good. A purr against flesh again as h
[03:09] <Jamila> e sank into her pussy instead, hips shifting to press to his hand and try to ride his fingers while her found her clit. Lips pulled from him immediately, fingers tightening about his length as a squeal slid from her lips and she shivered. Such a sensitive little bud and her dark lashes lowered as she pressed to him more. Her tail wound about his arm making sure he didn't go anywhere as his finger kept rubbing against her clit,
[03:09] <Jamila> her hips shifting to make sure that contact was not lost as she panted softly

[03:42] * Marcus`Damante would feel that tail wrap around his forarm, a smile touching his lips having not been with a cat girl before, it was a new sensation an he loved it, seeming to hold him in place while he fucked her tight pussy with his finger, attacking that clit. Her mouth was working wonders, she had giving head enough times before to know how to work her tongue, taking as much of him into her small mouth as she could.
[03:42] <Marcus`Damante> He was eager to be in charge, when geting head he always wanted to be on his feet, or have be able to fuck the girls mouth, it was how it felt the best to him, maybe the power of it, or the sensation was better but he found his finger pulling free from her pussy, leaning back into that chair he would smile down at her as she continued to work"How about you turn around, crawling on your knees so I can
[03:42] <Marcus`Damante> admire that perfect ass of yours an move a few feet back an get on your knees an wait for me luv...there is just something about standing an geting pleasure..taking a girls mouth..."it was a request, he did not look at her like a slave, would not beat her if she did not wish to do what he asked but he just knew she would be eager to please him"Want to see just
[03:42] <Marcus`Damante> how sexy you can make crawling look for me..."he would laugh softly, leaning down to press his lips to her own, tongue dancing into her mouth, hand coming up to caress her unharmed cheek, his forhead pressing against her own he would whisper"Please..for me..cause you want to..not because I am ordering you luv..."

[03:56] <Jamila> When he pulled free she whimpered, her bottom wiggle more and her gaze slid again over her shoulder to search his gaze out. Tongue sliding over her lower lip with passionate eyes. His words surprised her and yet a part of her shivered as well because he was turning into a man she could completely fall for. How could she then tell him about her way of life and expect him to stick around? Not everybody was fond of thieves and she
[03:56] <Jamila> did her share of it to survive and have a bit of fun though it was hardly honorable. She pushed that out of her mind though, wanting to please him as his lips claimed her own again and she was shifting. Her juices slid down her thighs from his teasing and yet when she pulled back, nipping at his lips she spoke softly "Anything.. for you.." She couldn't tell him she loved being handled, that her arousement heightened the moment
[03:56] <Jamila> one was a little more demanding with her though the one in the bath house had been threatening. Sliding back from him, fingers sliding from his member she turned upon her hands and knees, a little peek given to him, a sly little smile as her dark curls slid against her cheek before she crawled for him. Her round bottom shifted, tail played back and forth and was lifted to allow him the sight of her pretty pink pussy and that p
[03:56] <Jamila> uckered star while she crawled away from him. When she got a few feet away she stretched her body, lifting that tight little as in the air as she reached out in front of her and dragged those claws a little bit with a deep purr from her throat. The kitten had not been touched or handled in months and it felt glorious but even more so that it was somebody like him. After her display though she turned to look at him, sliding up t
[03:56] <Jamila> o her knees, and then her bottom fell to meet her feet as she waited for him to come to her. Her thigh parted slightly in the meantime though, fingers dipping between just to rub against her soaked pussy lips.

[04:11] * Marcus`Damante would watch the sway of her ass as she crawled, biting down on his lip"Damn..just need to get that a little plumper..."he would call out to her, moving to his feet he would kick off his left over pants from his ankle to the side. He was completly nude now, his body well muscled, broad shoulders, a few scars scattered across his body seemed an almost purple color from the cool air despite the hearth.
[04:11] <Marcus`Damante> His cock was still semi hard, not quite standing at full attention as he walked up before her"I want you to be mine Jam..I think your beautiful..an funny..playful..a body that is near perfection..."his voice was soft, his his hand grasping her chin so that she looked up into his gaze while he spoke them. He circled around her for a moment, that smile of always seeming to be playing upon his full lips,
[04:11] <Marcus`Damante> those raven locks wrestled back behind his ear as he tilted his head to admire those tits"I can see that you want a man to be in control..you get pleasure from doing as I say...I want you to be controled so I will give you heart to love if you will take it but at the same time you will give me your body in any way I wish, treat you with respect but you will be mine..body, heart, and soul to take or do what I want w
[04:11] <Marcus`Damante> his voice would trail off, standing back before her he would rub the fat tip of his cock against her cheek, his own stroking it softly"Are you ready to give yourself to me in this way, you will act as if you are my slave but do what I say out of love, not fear..."he was not sure where the words came from he spoke, seeming sudden but knowing from the world she came from she may need that structure to be happy with

[04:20] <Jamila> She watched him come around her, those midnight blue eyes trailing over his body with need and pleasure at seeing him. Each mark on his body was a story she wanted to learn and know of him. He was her warrior, built strong and hard as that hungry gaze slid down his body, over his chest and stomach and down to that thick member as well and her lips were licked once again. Hearing him had that gaze lifting again and his words had
[04:20] <Jamila> her blushing almost immediately while he tilted her chin up, lifting her face to him and she was daring enough to show him her eyes instead of keeping them down cast as a slave would. Her lips parted some, her eyes searching his own as she listened carefully, her own fingers pausing upon her netherlips. The touch of his smooth cock's head against her cheek had her head shifting, rubbing it against her flesh and down to the cor
[04:20] <Jamila> ner of her lips and then against her cheek again. "You want me to be your girl.. the heart of a slave.. to offer you my body, soul and heart whenever you wish it.. " Her dark eyes lifted to him "In that.. do I get your name about my throat.. the pride to wear it there and to be known as yours and that I am under your protection?" She purred softly as her hands did not lift to him, tongue would attempt though to get a taste of h
[04:20] <Jamila> is flesh.

[OutlawInTheRain]

He stood there before her, his body as naked as his soul, listening to those words touch his ear of his name upon her neck, his protection against those that would seek to defile that in which he had come to feel for so quickly. He knew the answer before the words even sliped from his mouth"I could never say no to such a thing, my heart betrays everything, I would love for that honor to have you as my own, to give name, to protect till life leaves my body.." He would then take his still very hard cock, pressing the fat head against her lips as she sat there upon the floor on her knees before him, feeding it to her, the sensation of her wet mouth taking him washing over him, eyes sliping close, a moun escaping him. He would work it in an out of edge of her mouth at first, a slow act, leting her get used to his gerth but soon he would be forcing it deeper with each rock of his hips, seeing how well she could please her new love an master. His right hand would grasp ahold of those ebony locks, yanking upon it, guiding but with a gentle touch, his deep blues locked upon her now, watching how that cute an innocent looking face seemed taking all of him. The passion inside of him growing, the speed an force in which he fucked that mouth would quicken, not trying to gag her but his exictment taking over him, as he lost himself in the act of having such plump sweet treasures that where her lips.

[Myra]

<Jamila> Her dark eyes seemed brighter as she heard his word. One hand still between her thighs as fingers played along those wet folds that he had tormented and now was hungry for more but he had specified what he wanted to experience from her first. The moment the flesh of his cock brushed over those full pink lips they were opening for him. Hand sliding away from her own body as her tail swirled behind her. Her dark ears lay bac
[22:17] <Jamila> k upon her head as she peeked up at him, watching him while her tongue flickered over the flesh and tasted that sweet saltiness of his cock. Her hand slid up his thigh, almost bracing herself as he pushed those lips of hers wider, feeding her more of his length. He didn't have to try and gag her, his length and width was more then she had handled before and yet she was so eager to please him too. Lips tightened about him,
[22:17] <Jamila> tongue twirled over his flesh before he was pulling back from her and a soft whimper slide from her lips before he pushed right back within. Her eyes widened a bit in surprise and then lashes were fluttering closed to hide those midnight blue eyes as she felt him push her limits, challenging her to take as much as she could while he slide back and forth between her pink lips. That hand upon his thigh slid up as his hand
[22:17] <Jamila> tangled into her raven curls and cupped his full balls while he pushed deeper yet, faster .. and for a moment she almost gagged upon him, throat closing to make it even tighter around him before giving her air once again.

[22:27] <Marcus`Damante>
ACTION would try to get a sense of her, he was caught up in his lust, but at the same time he had feelings for her an did not want to use her as others in her past did. He would hear her gaging slightly on his long fat length, he slowed his hips, his hand coming down to caress her cheek, his deep blues looking down at her as he spoke"I dont want to use or abuse you my sweet..you need time to get used to me..I
[22:27] <Marcus`Damante> he laughed softly to show her that he was not angry, even leaning in an kissing her upon the top of her head. He would stand before her, cock wet from her saliva, leting her take him on her own, geting used to it with out him slaming it down her throat. His hand would drop down to squeeze her left tit, not to hard, tuging on her nipple softly, then moving to the other breast thinking that they where perfect
[22:28] <Marcus`Damante> hand fulls "Though in time if you cant please your master in every way he desires you would have to be punished..."he would laugh softly, teasing her perhaps, his hand tweaking the second nipple a little harder as he said that but a grin was upon his lips.

[22:41] <Jamila> As he pulled back she whimpered softly and when he pulled from her completely she pouted up at him before her pink tongue swept across her lower lip. The carress to her cheek had her head tilting to push against his touch and then she was placed in front of his flesh once again. "I want to please you... I.. did not mind.." She blushed a little bit before he was guiding her to his length again and she parted her lips to pu
[22:41] <Jamila> sh him between once again. She felt his restraint not to push himself into her, to claim her throat and use her and part of her longed for it and the other half adored him for allowing her to get use to him. She knew there were going to be times that they both fought their desires and would fail in holding back that control. Tongue again swirling over flesh as she was pushing him between plush tiers, taking as much as she
[22:41] <Jamila> could as she guided back and forth upon that length before she felt his hand sliding down to cup that full mound. Her eyes widened at the tug of the nipple, a groan vibrating against his length and then the other was given the same treatment. Her body arched, her bottom wiggling as her tail swayed with a new enthusiasm. The teasing had her juices flowing once again, that sweet sent of lust as she wiggled her round plump
[22:41] <Jamila> ass at the thought of him punishing her. She could only imagine what he would do to her with his hands. Her lips tightened upon his length, making it harder for him to push into her mouth, making it tighter about his cock and yet that tongue worked its magic over sweet suculent flesh.

[22:52] * Marcus`Damante thought his actions an words would disapoint her at first, she wanted to be his in every way, fufill all his disires but all things good are worth waiting for an he wanted her to know that he cared about her as much as he did the sex. These thoughts where soon forgoten though as her mouth once more encircled his cock, so plump, eager, instead of taking all of him she sucked him so tight he let ouf a moun
[22:52] <Marcus`Damante> "Jaaaammm...fuck your amazing..."he wanted to let her suck him dry but he could tell by her bodies reactions to his slight attention to her nipples that she was buzzing with sexual tenstion that needed to be let free as much as his own. He would breath heavy, eyes squeezed shut leting her suck upon him for a little longer, but at last he would pop his memember free from her mouth,
[22:52] <Marcus`Damante> his body shivering with desire from her skills with her mouth as he leaned in an pressed his lips to her own. These where his lips, he treated them as he did her, tender at first, soft caressing, then with more passion, his tongue pressing free from its prison, claiming her own in a wet deep kiss. His hand would circle around the back of her neck, his naked form arched over her an when
[22:52] <Marcus`Damante> he would at last break that heart stoping kiss he would whisper into her ear"I want you to ride me.."his hand diping down between her thighs, pussy lips parted by eager digits, feeling her moistness, rubing against that clit then standing up an walking over to the fire. He layed himself down upon the fur rug before the flames, his rock hard cock standing at attention lock a stone piller,
[22:53] <Marcus`Damante> calling out to her to come to him an burry herself upon like his own sacrafice.

[23:10] <Jamila> She would have been thrilled to have his seed spilled down her throat, to feel the way his hand would have tightened in her hair and pulled her down upon him as he thrust up and emptied himself between her full lips and yet, it would have to wait for another time that she would devour him once again. Fingers were there in her hair though as he pulled her off his throbbing cock, saliva would string between her lips and his
[23:10] <Jamila> flesh before breaking and she was panting. Lust and desire in those dark eyes as her lips remained parted before peeking up at him and suddenly her mouth was claimed. Her lips still parted for him and then his tongue as hers meet his eagerly, twirling and suckling upon it just as she did his cock until she was about to pass out and he pulled back from her to leave her panting and wanting more. His whisper had her eyes wi
[23:10] <Jamila> dening a bit, thinking of that thick cock in her tiny little body and she almost came right there as she watched him move from her. Dark eyes followed him as he went to the fire, her body arching and a shiver running through her all the way to her tail when his hand slid between her thighs and rubbed her wet pussy before she was skampering after him. She remained upon her hands and knees though, seeing him lay down and hi
[23:10] <Jamila> s cock pulsing while it stood tall and proud for her before she was crawling up his body, her own body rubbing up against his own and feeling every hard muscles against the soft curves of her own before she was found straddling him, moving so that thick member was settled up right against the bottom of her ass so she could rub it over those full cheeks of hers, teasing him a moment.