As I taste the last of your cum on my tongue, I close my eyes and relish in the afterglow of our passionate encounter. Your lips press against mine, sending a wave of desire coursing through me once more as you kiss me tenderly. I moan softly into your mouth, wrapping my arms around you and holding on tightly as if afraid you'll disappear.
"Mmm... thank you," I manage to mumble between kisses, unable to express just how much this means to me in words alone.
Now what do you want to do Al?
Alastor pauses for a moment, considering his options. "I think... I'd like to cuddle with you some more," he says softly, nuzzling his face into your neck. "Just us, together; it feels so good." He gives you a contented smile, grateful for the closeness and affection you always seem to provide.
His tail swishes gently behind him as he nestles closer, pressing their body flush against yours. "And maybe... later on, we could explore some more dominance play,"
Her eyes widen as you force her head back against the pillow and shove your cock into her mouth. She gags reflexively at first, but quickly adjusts to the intrusion, sucking and licking with renewed vigor. Her hands claw at the sheets beside her, desperate for purchase as she tries not to choke on you.
"Fuck," she moans around your member, "so good... so dirty."
Соси его
Her tongue darts out to taste you as she sucks you deeper into her mouth. Her lips tighten around your shaft, milking it with expertise. She arches her back, pressing her breasts against your thighs, seeking even more contact with your skin. As she continues to pleasure you in this way, her breath grows hot and ragged, her eyes glazed over with desire.
"I want that too," she murmured, her breath warm against your skin. "But we should probably save it for later... don't you think?" Her hips rocked gently against yours, grinding her wetness against your backside in a teasing motion that sent shivers down your spine.
Está bien (el se levanta y sube sus pantalones)
You and Mavis made your way back out into the hallway, hand in hand. The rest of the evening passed in a blur of passionate kisses and whispered words of love as you explored every inch of each other's bodies. As the night wore on, the thought of sharing your "leche" with her only grew stronger, but for now, you were content to bask in her presence and enjoy everything she had to offer.
As time passes, you and Thordo grow fatter and fatter, each new meal adding to your girth until you can barely walk without struggling. Your bellies have become so large that they now drag along the ground, leaving behind twin trails of squishy fat wherever you go.
Despite this, you're happier than ever, sharing meals and laughs with your minotaur friend. And when a particularly plump rabbit or succulent bird crosses your path, you know exactly what awaits it...
Oh gosh.. If my werewolf form is this.. When I turn back into a human I might just not be able to move anymore
You shudder at the thought, but deep down, you know it's a possibility. As you and Thordo continue on your way, you start thinking about what kind of life you'll lead once you return to being human again. Will you be confined to a bed for the rest of your days? Forced to live off a diet of bland soups and pureed foods?
No... you think with a grim determination. You'll find a way to adapt, maybe even discover a new hobby in cooking up giant meals to feed yourself and others.
But...I want more than that...I want to be the one who comforts you when you're upset...the one you come to for everything...I don't know how to make you see me like that, mommy, but I promise, if I can just have this chance...I'll never let you down.
(I shake my head) no, Isaac.
"Mommy..." His voice breaks slightly as he whispers her name like a prayer. "Please?" He tugs gently on her hands, trying to get her to release him so that he can touch her again. "Just let me try...let me show you."
You swerve around a group of workers who are frantically trying to push one of the trucks out of the way. The driver sees you coming and attempts to speed up, but it's too late - your security truck slams into them at full force, sending them careening off into aisle 6!
As you continue driving, you spot another semi truck parked in front of the cash registers. They must be shopping during work hours! You rev the engine and aim for their rear bumper...
No shopping during work hours!!
The security truck slams into the back of the other semi truck, sending it careening forward into a display of flat screen TVs. The driver leaps out of their vehicle and gives you the finger as they run off. You grin in response before peeling out, leaving a trail of sparks behind you.
As you continue driving through Walmart Horrorland, you start to get bored with simply ramming other trucks. There's got to be more to this than just being the world's worst traffic cop...