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Not that she was feeling anything but a searing heat right now as he took his tail and thrust it inside her. His finger went back to her clit and her world was on fire.
“You like that? You like being fucked like this,” he said, giving his tail an extra flex for emphasis.
“I like your cock too.” Jesse illustrated her point by reaching for it, wrapping two hands around his shaft and stroking them up and down his hard length. Ray began to thrust his hips in time with the
talented tail. She loved the feel of him sliding through her hands. The tired, worried look on his face was definitely gone, but she had a way to push it one step further. She bent down and put out her tongue, tasting the tip of his cock as he pressed through her fingers. Ray definitely seemed to enjoy it.
He moaned and continued as if his cock were striving to reach her mouth but was just a fraction of an inch too far away.
Feeling her own pleasure rising, ready to fracture her, Jesse gave in to the game she'd always planned to lose and took the head of his cock into her mouth. She teased him mercilessly with her tongue, lashing it along the head and running the length of his slit.
“Oh! I'm not, I can't-”
“Give it to me!” Jesse demanded. Ray thrust harder with his tail and Jesse nearly fell over with the pleasure as she came. Ray grabbed her head, steadying her before one final thrust with his cock.
He shouted his cry to the heavens and Jesse pulled back just enough to watch the long ropes of cum splurt out, covering her chin and breasts.
Jesse was sad that it was already beginning to wash away. She rather liked being covered in alien spunk. It wasn't like her to have such dirty thoughts but for some reason, Ray brought it out in her, like they were meant to be. Reality came crashing down on her. She stood up and Ray wrapped his arms around her, then enveloped the two in his wings.
“How long do we have?” she asked him.
“The end of October. Strangely enough, the one night that I can walk out in the open and no one gives a shit.”
“Halloween.”
“Yeah.”
“It's my favorite holiday.”
“Mine too.”
“You know, if we stand here like this, I'm never going to get your cum washed off of me.”
Ray laughed, heartily. “True, but I do believe you've not given me back my tail.” He wiggled it inside her to illustrate his point. His fingers trailed back down to her clit. He kneeled, balancing her on his thigh. A few more seconds later and she was grabbing at him, trying to get a purchase of something while she came again. He let her calm down a bit before lifting her onto his cock.
Ray was in no hurry this time, and apparently had no concern for running out of hot water. He worked her through her paces until she was practically limp with pleasure. Only then did his urgency increase as he chased his second orgasm. Jesse held on to him, expecting his arms to come around her tighter, for his hips to make one last thrust before spilling himself deep inside her.
Instead she found herself on the floor of the shower looking up a her gargoyle towering above her in all his glory. He spread his wings wide, and gave her a mischievous grin. Jesse felt elated in her vulnerability, knowing she was safe and protected and yet still at the mercy of her alien lover. Ray took his throbbing cock into his hand, and with a few strokes threw back his head and covered her breasts with ropes of his cum.
“Now you are truly messy,” Ray said, still gloating from above her.
“You want me to complain?” Jesse smeared his spunk around on her breasts. He folded his wings again, allowing the water to fall on her once more.
“Never, my sweet.”
He pulled her up and gave her a thorough rinse before carrying her out of the shower. Now a nap was definitely in order. Getting messy was a tiring exercise.
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FR E L INR AY
“Eureka!” Ray shouted loudly as he lifted his head from the workbench. Jesse sat straight up on the couch and he felt bad for a moment. She had been sleeping and he hadn’t even noticed.
“I fixed it! I can be anyone I want to be now.”
“Ooh, how about Harrison Ford. Not old Harrison, but like vintage 1980 where he was both Han Solo and Indiana Jones?”
“It works better if I’m non descript. Not ugly, not handsome. You know, just another guy walking down the street.”
