<strong>Richard's Slave</strong><br/><br/>The promise of being a human again spurred the captured slave girl on. Her tongue wrapped around his tight member and tasted the sweat of his balls. She felt his hands take her head and force her to bob up and down at an ever quicker pace. Medusa obeyed with soft moans as his shaft was coated in her saliva. Her tail curled tightly as it was thin and it was the only way it could support her weight even though she was balancing against Richard. The snakes twirled about lazily but did nothing except to tickle Richards stomach with their tongues. She was having trouble gaining any control over her snake hair.<br/><br/><em>He might turn me back in to a human, I'll do my best.</em><br/><br/>She placed her hands on his hips and listened for his moans and gasps. He was sensitive just underneath at the border of his glans, and near the base, at least it seemed so to her so she tried working these areas harder and applying more pressure. She pressed with her lips as she continued to tighten around it with her tongue. It was hot and throbbing, but she had done this before and knew what to expect. The only thing was she had never done it quite like this.