He grinned down at Billy as he thrust his shaft forward again, trapping him in up to his waist, his squirming feet sending wave after wave of pleasure through his cock.  "How am I doing this, you ask?"  Drake grins up at the observation windows above them  "It seems that those who<span style="font-style: italic">were</span>in power have mutated us a bit."  Drake thrusts his cock up to Billy's abs, murring slightly  "But, personally, I could really get used to this."