Bastard! He knows that nipple play goes straight to my clit. I’m moaning already and he hasn’t even entered me yet. Oh god… he WILL enter me…w...on’t he? What if he just builds me up and walks off? He’s done that before and it was absolute torture. After a solid 20 minutes of nipple play and the occasional clit stroke master gets on his knees and licks my pussy. My eyes flutter as he works his magic. “Tell me if you’re going to cum my dirty little slut” he says with slight aggression and I know. Now he thought what to do with them? Flying further into the jungle like area Sam smiled as an idea started to form in his mind, hmmm, he thought it just might work.It was a few time units later when there was a commotion near the entrance of the city. "Can you tell who they are?" The commander of the city entrance asked of his troopers."No sir," the one nearest him stated. "They appeared demanding things then started to open fire on us. We awaited you sir 'til we destroyed them."The commander. It looked to me as though Miss Jane had definitely imposed specific tastes on her people. All the cocks were large. All the guys behind them were completely different. There was a huge range in looks, ethinicity and age. But they all looked ready to go.The same was true of the girls. All had larger than average breasts, but that was where the similarity ended. There was as big an age, ethnicity and looks range as there was with the men.We got to a long low building without me jumping on a. Her eyes dark brown. Her voice angelic.Knowing that I was watching, Jean began to prepare for bed. She did it slowly. With great purpose.First came the necklace. Then the shoes followed by the socks. Facing the dresser mirror, watching me watch her, she slowly began to unbutton her cream-colored shirt. Each button undone carefully. Finally, she separated the sides of the blouse with her hands, pulling the shirt off her shoulders, down her arms and into her hands. She dropped the shirt on a.