It changed my life. More than that, her memories and experiences saved me from the very loss of my own. Not that I would have recognized their value a...t that time. Only much later would I realize how invaluable my first days of existence had been. Those days that I was allowed, or forced, to operate the way I did shaped my thinking patterns uniquely in ways that would benefit me in times to come.This early initialization of my heuristic routines would lead me to rely on them far more than the. His chin and nose were getting coated with her moisture. Spence liked what he tasted. His own arousal was building. Mai Mai held his knob in her mouth, lashing her tongue all around the tip, probing his smaller hole with her stiffened tongue just as he had probed her interior. She drew his barrel in and tongued around the column. Halfway in it bumped her throat. Breathing deep, she charged ahead, marching the rim past her uvula. Spence’s whole body jumped and settled. Mai Mai felt her orgasm. I could see his tight sphincter, pink and surrounded by a small ring of hairs. I cupped his ass cheeks, and began to kiss them repeatedly, slowly savoring the warm smoothness of his skin. I pushed my face gently into his ass crack, breathing slowly and deeply, smelling his manliness. As my cheeks touched his, I felt so at home. I swirled my tongue around his pink tightness.He began to move his hips and moan his approval. His legs spread wider and further away from the bed, until he slid so low. Her husband unscrewed the cap and looked inside before groaning in delight and sprinkling the white crystals over his food.Felli looked on in confusion as there was a small round of bartering and trading between the three, her husband swapping pieces of his burnt meat for bits of cheese from the man and even some of the dried fruits from the big blue woman.The harpy’s confusion grew when the man reached over and plucked the piece of meat the blue woman had just traded for from her hand,.