‘It’s very reasonably priced, dear lady and very rare. It is an ancient oriental love charm.’‘I assure you my good man I am not interested.’...‘Are you sure, dear lady? It could be a good investment?’Amelia began to think. Although repulsed by the shop, the object and the wizened old man, her knowledge of old ivory antiques told her the item could be valuable to a collector. She wondered how much the man would want for it. As if reading her mind the man said ‘I will give you a very good price for. Lena turned her eyes back to the giant scholar, wracking her brain as she tried to think of a solution. There was a radiocarbon dating tool in her pack, the straps of which were now digging uncomfortably into her bare shoulders, but that method of dating only worked on dead tissue. You couldn’t carbon date a living creature. There must be some way to measure age in a Krell without having to rely on asking them, like the rings of a tree trunk, or dental growth standards in humans. If only Sousa. " I'm amazed at my boldness as I lie prone beneath her gaze."Do you servant." she responds mildly lowering her phone, "What kind of limits did you have in mind?"Please don't make me eat shit. Or do anything homosexual. It would be too much." I look away from her, then back pleadingly."Lucky for you little man I'm not into scat but you'll have to be specific what you mean about homosexual." She raises her eyebrows in a question."Please don't make me be penetrated or penetrate or provide or. "You'll get used to it."What a sudden change in attitude! But she could hardly hear him as she gasped in pain struggling to breathe. She willed herself to clamp her throat muscles down on the head of his cock so she could stop the gagging. Still, she couldn't breathe and she struggled to resist panicking.Then, gaaaaa! His cock was throbbing and she tasted that familiar gamy taste. He was moaning and coming down her throat, reactivating her gag reflex even worse than before. The pain was.