I was just instinctively driven to wait until the right moment, though I still wasn’t sure if it would get any past that. It’s been too long since I got a dick in my ass, and if Ann’s words were anything to believe on, chances were I wouldn’t be able to take Baxter on my first try. It didn’t take too long before Baxter finally decided to stop licking my ass and try to mount me. My butt cheeks rubbed against each other, and I felt the stickiness of his saliva. He leaped forward, towards my head, and clamped his front legs around my body as I raised my butt higher to match with his cock. He started humping me, and for a few seconds all I felt was a hairy nub rubbing against my butt. Until… “Ouch,” I said loudly when I realized Baxter had scratched my side abs. “Well, that’ll be easy to hide,” I whispered in jest as I touched the new bruises with my fingers. “Easy, boy, easy,” I said, trying to calm him down, but his cock was already leaving its sheath and finding its way among my butt cheeks. For a few seconds, I stuttered. I clenched my butt cumshot around his cock to better gauge its size while at the same time I tried to rearrange his front legs to stop his claws from scratching me any further. It was, indeed, big, probably had the same girth of my own cock at its thickest, but wasn’t as uniformly thick. I felt the tip trying to invade my asshole but got afraid it was too much for me on my first try. Not without a lot of lubrication and perhaps some stretching, and I didn’t even feel the knot yet! So I lowered my butt so his cock was now better angled to hump my butt crack. I would generally used the term “dry humping” but it doesn’t apply well here: my butt was soaked with his saliva, and his cock was incredibly wet and slippery as well. I kept one hand awkwardly adjusting his front legs whenever needed, and with the other I pressed his cock against my butt to make sure it wouldn’t either slip out, or in towards me. As far as first experiences go, this one was exhilarating. Baxter was growling and panting heavily as he humped my ass, his dangling tongue dripping saliva in my back, while I, sweaty as I was, stood there with my legs open, clenching my butt cheeks as tight as possible around his thick cock. Every thrust of his moved my own cock like a pendulum, hard enough for it to hit my belly with a distinctive “thud” sound. I wasn’t sure if I would hold myself for long enough until Baxter finally came as I finally felt his knot getting out of its sheath. 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The sofa was an absolute mess, with my own cum asian and Baxter’s after I changed positions and accidentally rubbed my back in the sofa back. “I wonder what that will smell like tomorrow,” I thought, then rubbed my hand in my butt cheeks and smelled my fingers. It smelt pungent, strong. Reminded me of my own sweat, but also something else. Stephanie hung her head and thought about it for a minute, then looked asian up into his eyes and said When had they upgraded their shields that much? I was a puppet for his lust and we all knew it. She looked at me and I gave her a wry smile. Even so, throughout my forced confinement, due to my extreme discomfort I had yet been unable to think of anything beyond my hunger – when I was not in lessons with the Greybeards, at least. I was preparing for my remarks on the budget when architect Mark Fredericks sat next to me. He had several large drawings in his hands and I quickly approved of what he had to show me. “Fuckin’ A. 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