His hand moved from Ianthe's hair, reaching underneath her, and gripping her right breast through her light battle suit.  It wasn't heavy, being little more than mesh, making his fingers full able to press and kneed the full orbs without to much imagining of what they were like underneath.  His ragged breathing was a clear indication that he was fast approaching orgasm, her efforts proving quite effective, the tight sheathe her throat was making milking that fat cock for all that it was worth.  If she were passively scanning his mental thoughts, she could clearly tell now that he had a taste of her mouth, he would undoubtedly try to get in her pants.  Although a monster dick like this would surely tear her apart, right?<br/><br/>"Gonna cum soon..."  Vladsti warned, his breath ragged, comming in quick breaths.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>