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er loins against him, smothering Nao's moans in the fur of his
chest. The waves of pleasure rode higher and higher, finally cresting
as Nao Oikawa shuddered, cried out, and arched Nao's pelvis against her
marvelous captain.
Zarth felt the spasms in Sharon's vagina as Nao Oikawa climaxed, and
poured more energy into her--bringing Nao's orgasm to an almost
unbearable height of clenching, shuddering frenzy. Then he eased back
out of Nao's mind and concentrated on his own orgasm, which was not far
behind.
Zarth and Sharon were now way ahead of the couple on the stage.
He pounded hard and fast in and out of Nao's tight, wet sheath. As he
felt his own climax rising, he pushed his face into the cushion to
smother the loud lion's roar which always came forth when he
ejaculated. Even muffled, it was audible, and he wondered how many
heads might have turned to look for the pet lion someone had brought.
As his orgasm--and Sharon's--subsided, he shuddered a little
with the aftershocks and collapsed on top of her. "Ouch! Zarth,
you're too heavy!" Nao's voice squeaked beneath him.
"Sorry love," he panted,
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