"Malkuth begs your leave," he said, squeezing gently, feeling her black nipples grow firm under his palms, "to breed your magnificent wyrm."

"Nova," she gasped, as Mara slid what looked like two fingers into her.

"Nova," Tlan agreed with a nod, bending to take her nipple like a dark chocolate in his mouth, suckling until it was swollen and shiny.

"Yes," she cried, as Mara's hand worked inside her and the redhead tongued her clit. "Yes! We had only dared hope to have the opportunity eventually..."

"It will be sooner than that," Tlan grunted, slapping his cock heavily down upon her large dark nipples, making her tits quake and spattering...