<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Gentle Beam</strong></span><br/><br/>The redhead gave a plaintive moan.  She couldn't believe how delicate this brutal monster’s attentions really were.  He had her just as wet as Whispers might have her with the same deft caresses.<br/><br/>Difference was, she welcomed Whisper’s caresses, this brute terrified her!<br/><br/>Moaning again, the redhead shifted a little, trying to get a better angle on the cock she was so desperate to drain dry.  Her body, moving of its own coaxing, took the opportunity to spread her legs a bit further…<br/><br/>The light pricking of the terrible barbs frightened her to know end.  Gods protect her, what if he thrust down her throat with that thing!<br/><br/>Still, horrible a fate as that was, it was superior to letting him do the same to her sacred place.  The redhead focused passed the fear and forced pleasure.  She began to work at his member as best as she could figure out how.  The tip fo her tongue explored it, working gingerly around the spikes.  She listened to his breathing, curious if any spots particularly excited him.  All the while, though, she nursed at his manhood, hoping her suction could bring out all the seed he had…<br/><br/>