Monday, February 16, 2015

February 16th 2015 Transmission

Devor watched the human come inside his wife. Seed dripped out of her tight vussy and Cery’s tongue licked it all up. She turned her stretched head towards Devor and opened her mouth. He saw the human’s seed on her tongue.

He groaned and his lap lifted towards the human woman sucking on his strut. She was the spouse of the man fucking Devor’s wife and she took all of Devor’s engorged member. His strut was wrapped around one of her massive dark tits and she thoughtfully stroked it as she sucked.

It was a shame these humans were just visiting Pleasure Station Sigma. They were excellent lovers. Devor wondered if the humans were staying until Solarday. He should invite them to the Copulation Party they were attending. The dark couple would be the only non-Feq but he bet they would have fun.

Jeta rose to her hands and knees. Her round dark ass wiggled back and forth as she kept sucking. Devor stretched his arm until his hand could reach her ass. He expanded his fingers and palm so he could cup every millimeter of her plentiful buttock.

“Spank her,” Sidh said. The human’s head was almost completely buried in Cery’s mountainous yellow tits but he was still watching his wife. “Spank her as hard as you can.”

Jeta moaned with Devor’s strut still in his mouth. She wrapped Devor’s meter long strut around her other tit in a figure eight. She looked up at him with imploring eyes.

He didn’t ask if it was okay; he saw it in her round brown eyes. His hand detached from her buttock and stiffened until it as a flat plane. He formed several extra joints in his arm and steadied himself.

WHAP! His flat hand swung through the air and made a satisfying smack into her round ass.

“Mmm!” Jeta moaned onto his strut. She squeezed his strut tighter around her breasts.

WHAP! WHAP! Devor slapped her ass twice more. He enjoyed the way that the flesh on her bottom and hips shook with each strike. It was almost Feq in its beauty.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Devor kept spanking her ass. Several participants in the orgy watched her brown ass jiggle and squirm. Jeta blushed under the attention and she closed her eyes and kept sucking.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Devor swung his hand down onto her ass. He experimented with the shape of his hand. Sometimes he padded his hand to make it more of a ‘thud’ against her bottom. Sometimes he narrowed his hand to feel more like a thin switch. No matter what shape he used, Jeta kept sucking harder and harder with each strike.

A tremor of pleasure ran through Devor. The suction of her mouth was powerful and her lips were tight around the tip of his strut. He found it hard to maintain his shape but the struggle was half the fun.

“Stop, stop, stop!” Jeta suddenly said. A line of spit connected her lips to his shiny strut.

“Something wrong?” he asked.

She shook her head. “I want you inside me.”

Devor’s shape trembled as he fought to keep control.

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