Your requests make Cadis want to salivate all over you. " Of course I can. Just let me make you comfortable." He pulls your back straight, hooks your legs behind the knee and lifts you from his cock, leaving you empty for a moment except for little sweetcheeks panicking in your ass. With a grin, he lifts you high enough to watch a second penis form above the first. He lets you hang there, his swollen shrooming heads just beneath your vulnerable holes.<br/><br/>" I need to keep you in place for a while." With that, he slams you down onto his cocks and thrusts them in up to the hilts. The slave girl is pushed into some unknown depth of your bowls, screaming and wriggling for dear life. "If you wanted it to be like this." He lets you lay back as his rods alternate in fucking you with piston motion and power. " All you had to do was beg." You might feel a sinking feeling as he loosens into an orange gel and you begin to lower. At first it's just you making an imprint in Cadis, but then the Gel begins to crawl around your waist, hips, chest and legs.<br/><br/>You become enveloped as every part of you he touches is probed and rippled against. A subtle pressure becomes a firm suction on your breasts. Your clit is pressed, pulled, twisted, rubbed and tweaked in rapid succession with impossible grace. There is a faceless chuckle. " I'm going to be inside every part of you, every part. Now breath deep." He begins to slowly pull your head into himself, fingers playing at your lips, parts of him just now slipping into your womb, urethra and nipples.