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Astrid’s feathery shell shifted just a bit, and I saw a pair of blue eyes peering from between white feathers. Getting a little curious, hmm? I thought with a smile. I closed my eyes, and focused on the rock I was lying on. I let my connection with the stone travel from where I lay, to the floor of the natural pool, where Astrid was standing. I could feel her pulse against the stone, and the subtle vibration and shifts gagging of her body gave me an image of her form. Beneath those wings, Astrid was touching herself. We’re getting very curious, aren’t we? huge “Astrid?” I called, watching her eyes widen behind her feathers, “Are you enjoying yourself in there?” “I...” she said shyly, “I am content, yes.” “What are you doing?” I asked, pushing my erection down until the tip pointed accusingly at her. “I am concealing myself,” Astrid said, her voice shaking, “because your arousal discomforts me.” “Does it?” I grinned, “what else are you doing under there?” “I-I-I…” she stammered. I could practically feel her blushing; her heartrate was skyrocketing against the rocks, “I am relieving myself with my hand.” “Well, so am I,” I smiled, “but it’s not really fair that you get to see me, and I don’t get to see you. Why don’t you open up those wings?” I felt Astrid’s pulse quicken even more as her wings tentatively opened. Her face was beat-red with embarrassment, but she did not attempt to cover herself. She stood in all her glory, her arms pressing her breasts together as her hands joined between her legs. I watched her intently as I made a show of stroking myself with long, deliberate pulls. I anchored my heels into the rock, and began subtly thrusting in the air, moaning soft feminine tones as I sated my raging masculinity. “You know,” I said, watching her arousal grow behind her eyes, “if I were a Valkyrie with the opportunity to fuck a god, I’d like to think I wouldn’t let the chance pass me by.” “Are you commanding me to lie with you?” she asked, her voice wavering in desire and fear. “Do you want me to command you to?” I asked with a smirk, “Would that make it easier on your conscience?” “Yes.” she said, her voice small and weak. “Well, too bad,” I laughed, “because I already told you I’m not your god. You make your own decision, Astrid, and you better tits make it BDSM quick, because I’m a notorious premature ejaculator.” Astrid stood in an indecisive stasis, still touching herself as she weighed her options. I began to shift and moan with exaggerated lechery, driving my hips in the air, gripping my left breast lustfully, escalating my tones like I was on the brink of orgasm. I could see the frustration in her face, the desire creeping through the apprehension, the will to retain her equanimity diminishing in the wake of her feminine hunger. “Willowbud,” she finally said, her voice barely audible, “will you have sex with me?” “Why, yes, Astrid,” I smiled, “I’d love to; how nice big of you to ask.” She walked to me, her hands entwining anxiously in front of her, her gait stiff and nervous, her wings bent behind her demurely, and her smile shy and adoring. Normally, her worshipful demeanor would be annoying, but seeing it glow from her face as she got on her hands and knees was incredibly alluring. “Put your knees right here.” I smiled, gesturing to the spaces below my armpits. Astrid’s expression became perplexed. “But,” she said, cocking her head in confusion, “that is not where your penis is.” “Oh my god,” I laughed, taking a grip of her hips, “you’re adorable. My little girls had grown up; I guessed it was bound to happen eventually. I myself was amazed with the power of “Caverta” as after my sixth fuck with Neeru my cock was still big hot , hard and ready to explore her again and again. She pushed his legs apart and settled her butt between them, forcing every bit of him inside her body. It clanged with each impact. She said I got it Daddy, shoes and all please. Green lines etched their way across the girl's pale skin. Deeply inhaling her scent, he kissed her neck and started slowly gyrating his hips. She grabbed the waistband of his pajama pants and held it like it was the reigns. When she woke her Cindy smiled and asked if she needed anything. She wore her black hair in a braid that fell stiffly down her back. “Spit out the gum or I’ll tell the TSA that you’re smuggling drugs.” Aw those were great times, but her job forced her to move a very far off place. It was an oblong room; around 2 yards wide and about twice that in length. The sensations were amazing and the force was more since there was no restrictions around BDSM most of my cock. With his now hairless body suspended and spreadeagled, every nuance of muscular movement could be seen, including his gagging wonderful facial expressions. The tv is showing an old episode of tits ‘the Simpsons’. Her eyes were closed in comfort and pleasure, but she could hear doors re-opening as the guys moved around her. I have never fucked outside in public much less been tied and fucked. huge He grabbed Maggie’s hips tight, thrust forward and groaned as his balls emptied in her cunt. I could almost feel Thor's knot in my ass when I would clench my muscles.