<strong>Name:</strong>Giga<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Giga's Tent<br/><strong>Summary:</strong><br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Giga, Maria<br/><br/>Giga continued to fondle Noah's genitals, his explorations taking on an edge of fervour and intensity that was low-key but showed signs of steadily rising. His breathing was growing deeper, more quick, and the increase in his pulse saw him grow harder below. Giga was incredibly well-endowed; he put Chris and Matt to shame before he became tumescent but his organ continued to grow to a size and girth that would be uncomfortable, likely even painful, no matter how gentle he was with either of the smaller captives. The raider penis pulsed against his abdomen, resting heavily against the hard-muscled front of him as he kissed Maria, fondling her breast. As sweet as her kiss was, and as much as he liked that sweetness, Giga also wanted to taste her lower lips, and he moved to disentangle himself from his current position so that he could place Maria on her back. Giga multi-tasked, taking one of Noah's hands and forcing it around his broad girth, though Noah's hand was insufficient to encircle the thickness of Giga's lower parts. The raider broke his kiss with Maria, working his lips down the milky pale skin of her body, passing down her neck, between her breasts, over her navel until he came to the patch of red between her legs, which he soon parted to allow himself access to the folds hidden there. Giga brought his lips to Maria's sex, and his large, warm, wet tongue was soon lapping at her flesh, seeking out her most intimate and sensitive areas. There would be much more for her to blush about now; perhaps her cheeks would bloom more crimson than the hair on her head.