I tried different approaches, sucking on one “cheek” of his prong’s head, then the other. No luck. In frustration, I pulled his yard of shaft down like some lewd lever, a solid thump against my breastbone as the behemoth bone landed between my breasts.
That is not the end of the story. I had been back for almost two weeks when I got back from a mission.
She heard someone scream in the distance. It was an animalistic scream! It grew louder and louder. Suddenly she realized the scream was her scream – she was screaming!