Curry ক্রিম পাই # 07

It is unsurprising that denied orgasm for so long, Ja-Alixxe only needs seconds to reach that first peak. I don’t need to hear her cry to know it’s happened. She releases more clear fluid than I’ve ever seen from a woman’s climax before. Cassarinie is inundated, as though rather than orgasming Ja-Alixxe has urinated on her. The bounty hunter stops all vocalizing for a few seconds after climax, closing her eyes for a few moments and swaying on her knees. I think she’s going to faint. But then she opens her eyes with a snap and behind shifting her body down that of Cassarinie, dragging her asian pelvis to maintain contact the whole time. Ja-Alixxe begins moaning softly with desire again, starting the process of ascending the pleasure curve to her next ecstatic peak. The men make me watch this repeating cycle for long enough that I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve seen Ja-Alixxe orgasm. As ordered, she smears her wet cunt all over the helpless comedienne’s body. Cassarinie pleads and struggles against this humiliation for the first ten minutes, but then she just lays still, turning her head to look away from the men so she doesn’t have to see the sadistic pleasure in their faces. On and on it goes. After half an hour Ja-Alixxe seems to have discharged enough of her lust to regain some sanity. “No choice,” are the first words I’ve heard her say since threesome we met in Salarin’s audience chamber. These spoken to Cassarinie by way of apology as she humps the other woman’s thigh. As the show loses its interest for the men, conversation begins. “Are you healed, slave?” Klink asks me. “My cunt and ass are better, Master,” I confirm. Salarin finds my reply amusing for some reason. “Her cunt? Your Gaianesian is getting a filthy mouth, Egregious.” “I’ve blocked the memory of any other words for it,” Klink explains. “That’s all she’s allowed to call it.” I frown, trying to probe my mind, but no – that is the only name for it. It’s my cunt. “I’ll get bored of Hardcore messing with her head soon, just as I’m getting bored with the rest of her. She has a nice pair of hooters, but as I’ve said before Gaianesians masturbating are too dumb to be interesting once you’ve broken them. I intend to trade her once the pirate is ready for my use.” If the threat of sale is supposed to intimidate or amateur frighten me, it has the opposite effect. Hope blazes in me. Gods yes, please Master, trade me. Anywhere in the galaxy is better than this world of horrors. Trade me as live food. I don’t care as long as I get off the surface of Aghara-Penthay. I want the men to talk further about my fate, but we’re interrupted. The man who walks into the room is dressed in the livery of Salarin’s faction. He is one of the underlings who roughly raped me this afternoon, the strong one who triggered my Reflex and then put his penis in my anus. The reason why I kept the duffle coat was that it’s a very warm coat; not too good to look at, but warm. The masturbating silky pleasure gripped my shaft. I could see her oozing girl juices glistening in her bush. God only knows, I could use a little love right about now. “well I better get back before daddy gets angry. THROW ‘EM BACK AND FORTH! I ripped his clothes off. “You’re a thousand percent charm.” I muttered disgustedly. Sweet and musky amateur and full of life. "Of-of course, James," the man answered, "Yeah, go right ahead. Ten minutes later the smile asian was gone, as Hardcore threesome well as the look. “Hi guys can I get you anything”?