He was there for them, a hole to be fucked and filled, his ring burning from the strain but loving it all the same. It was not a sensation that he wou...ld have given up for any manner of comfort or other pleasure, lusting too viciously, a driving need powering up from deep in his gut. It was feral and it was raw and it only came forth from the strain of two cocks pounding his backside both at once.It was his chance to burn in ecstasy, splattering his own stomach in cum, though the studs were not. The planet has two moons, but they are small and so far away that the tides are measured in inches rather than feet. I looked at an old Earth tide chart and the different between high and low tide could be seven feet, for Wadi, a big difference is two feet, but we do have multiple tides due to the effects of having two moons.Our home pod is already being turned into a home. We were set up on an island. It actually looks like it might have once been the rim of a shield volcano, because the. But we'll fix that. You wanted to tart yourself up, so you'll get a good covering on my seed.”Wait, what?“Yeah, bukakke the shit out of her, Officer Lance!”“Coat that skank in jizz!”“God, I love watching a whore get a facial!” “Drench her!” cheered one of the girls. “Yes, yes, do it, Officer Lance!”“Just doing my job, whore,” he growled and thrust harder.He hit the back of my throat and kept pushing. My eyes bulged. I choked and gagged as he rammed his cock down the back of my throat. He slid. It came again, with the waves, “Uh, UH, UH, OH” I spasmed. The beach was loud and alive with water rushing in, rushing out; my feelings were rushing the same…my cheeks hot, blushing. I hoped they couldn’t see me. He pushed on my stomach, licking harder…in an awful, beautiful rhythm…he was a bastard…all of them…Brett and all of them.“You wet bitch,” the licker said…looking up…”You are so fucking wet!” It was true…I was.I tried once more to squirm away and I slipped from his grasp on my.