Her green eyes were bold, her hips swaying in those short, tight skirts she favored, revealing the tops of the black thigh-high stockings she wore. Sh...e took her seat at the opposite end of the table, eyes locking on mine.I didn't speak for a minute, just staring back at her, not flinching, not retreating from her gaze. Her forehead furrowed in confusion. She was used to my capitulation. My surrender to her will. My inability to stand-up for myself, to be the boss and run my company. I had left. “It’s okay ... I’m used to it. I’m kind of a fuck-up. Come on.” He headed to one side of the camp.Tina followed him to another hut, this one definitely not as nice as George’s. It was more of a lean-to, really, with a dirt floor. It did seem to be dry, though. They sat down under its protection, mostly shadowed from the setting sun.“Did he hurt you?” Dylan asked.“No, he was actually quite nice,” Tina replied. “Maybe that’s because I answered his questions. I didn’t want them to hurt you. Real fear. Not the kind of ”I know it’s a game and I’m a but afraid but I like it”, the other one. And it broke my heart. Sex lives are, for me, deeply private - especially if you like what ”normals” call kinky. I would never want for anyone to, through my actions, reveal to the world more than they are ready or willing. So, Viktor needed to alleviate that concern.”But if you are good to me, you will be allowed to take them with you after the interrogation.”Relief. Not sure if hers or mine was. Enaria moaned softly in her sleep as Eskia tongue fucked her ass, she sighed and murmured Eskia’s name then gave a snort/snore that made Eskia chuckle. Once she had Enaria’s ass nice and wet she slowly crawled up the sleeping Demon girl kissing her way up the spine and up to her neck. Enaria let out a little gasp and twitched her butt slightly as Eskia’s crotch pressed into her tight cheeks.A little energy released into her clit allowed it to grow and thicken into a long Futa cock, Eskia guided.