Y-you mean- He was cut short as she pressed her dark lips to his own, small and sweet, forcing him back to lay on the couch as she scrambled on top of him, his whines and squeaks of protest drowned out by her mouth and hot tongue as she eagerly kissed him, letting go all the pent of desire she’d held onto for him for so long now.Sam fell back, feeling the soft cushions of the couch under him fucked and the soft plushness of her breasts atop, his hands moving to her waist as her own pinned his shoulders, his eyes closed, his cheeks flushed getting as he felt her tongue press between his lips, filling his mouth with the unique sensation of being frenched.He squirmed against her, feeling her tongue swirl eagerly around his own, exploring his small mouth, but after a few moments she pulled her much fuller lips back, his eyes fluttering open to stare into her luscious brown gaze.Do you?Trust me. Priscilla hesitated for a moment, but nodded.That little bit...Molly mumble-replied before Babes taking another bite of her food.Are you prepared to eagerly comply with instructions that might include another man’s cock inside your pussy?I’m game, grandiosa I said.Stop!I’ll see you tonight.Lord knows I don’t need every girl in Gotham breaking into my place to steal it.You have to come. Ja-Alixxe begins moaning softly with desire getting again, starting the process of ascending the pleasure curve to her next ecstatic peak.The men make me watch this grandiosa 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 we met in Salarin’s audience chamber. These spoken to Cassarinie by way of apology as Babes she humps the other woman’s thigh. As the fucked 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 hot 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.