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It does taste very alcoholic, but no worse than some of the distilled liquors I’m familiar with from Gaianesia. The drink produces a very fiery burn at the back of my throat though. “Best to knock it back in one go before the taste builds up, like this,” Gork tells us, demonstrating with his tumbler. blowjob I’m willing to be led by their cultural knowledge, and copy him. Alcohol hits me like a wall, but has the benefit of quickly rendering me relaxed and uninhibited. Conversation begins to flow more freely. The two men turn out to be very interested in us, and we’ve had little contact with offworlders so we’re as curious about them. I feel courageous enough to ask the men what it’s like being powerless under the control of their sex drives, but they claim they wouldn’t want it any other way. Tragic. Deluded creatures, but not seemingly violently ones, and I judge it’s safe to risk physical contact. I stroke Ker’s hair sympathetically, telling him he’s so lost that they don’t even understand how much happier he could be. Gork fetches another round of fire spirit, and then another. Always Gork, and although we offer, we don’t ever pay for anything. Returning to the table he’s always careful distributing the tumblers – “this one is yours, Lara.” Gradually the conversation becomes intimate. I find myself answering questions about whether I’ve been with an unpacified man before (answer – of course not). Have I been with other women? Of course. Do we enjoy penetrating each other with dildos and artificial aids? Yes – we do. Do many Gaianesian women experiment with restraint or submission? No, only those deviants who deserve exile here. And is that why I’ve come to Subardin? No! Certainly not. By now I’m saying much more than I’d intended at the start of the night, but given the purpose of our mission, it’s not a bad thing that I’m drunk enough to not feel embarrassment. If the men don’t initiate a sexual encounter soon I’ll have to small take charge, so it’s easiest to keep the conversation on physical pleasure. The fire spirit doesn’t just effect my throat, but gives me an intense warm glow through my body. Heat particularly pools at my most intimate place, and at one teen point when I re-cross my bare legs in my short skirt petite I realize I’ve become aroused and my nipples are tingling. When did that happen? I’m teens not just aroused. I’m so wet between my legs even the blue alien could penetrate me. Perhaps sensing my growing receptiveness, our chosen males start putting their hands on me. The giant meaty hand of the dark man is one the pale bare skin of one of my exposed thighs, and his smaller but still masculine companion runs his fingers along my other leg. The points of contact send stronger electric jolts to the receptive center of my sex, making me want to squirm. Further round the table. Ker’s other hand has worked its way right between Hoola’s legs. She seems to be much more intoxicated than I am, so much that she is barely staying upright in her chair. I’m not sure what she and Ker have been talking about until she declares, loudly and abruptly enough for the nearby tables to hear, “We’re here on a mission so Lara can have sex with a man.” And I'm a simpleton when it "Fuck me, Rose is ravishing," I muttered, walking in there. “Are you small making any friends?” she asked meekly. My face went red again. When he responded fully to that she reached her hand down to feel and stroke him. Looking down at me, she stared at my deflating organ and I saw her shake her head before leaving the bathroom to go downstairs. After a few more seconds of fingering your sensitive lady parts, I whisper, "Yes, kitten. He would kill me now and rape my corpse. They all had to stand on the dockside while a man walked up and down counting them and for the first time she saw Emily, who had apparently assumed Tracey's position and was talking to the man counting them as if they were her slaves. I asked them about what teen their opinions were about the porn twins and the CG boys now being married. I could feel her abused pussy trying teens to spasm on my shaft in a weak attempt to reclaim its spent orgasmic vigor. "Good girl." moved his head forward and placed his lips directly on “How do you feel? "No, he knows I'm here. The sensation of Lorraine’s tongue on Melissa’s pussy lips was like nothing she’d ever experienced. "No, nothing." And no one petite had to tell me to move my head up and down and suck on that lovely pink head. He doesn’t last long. I take a big gulp of my beer. I was really getting into it and so was the crowd. “How’s Deb? There was another force acting on blowjob her, pressing on her mind with alien impulses. No wonder I'm sore...