Emmaline gives in and sucks the stony cock

The next thing she knew, Emmaline had her lips wrapped around the cock, head head bobbing up and down as if blowing a statue was the most natural thing in the world. And it did feel natural. Her mind felt empty- blank, save for the warm pulses that echoed through her now, emanating out through her connection with the statue and racing their way up into her mind.

Of course it felt natural--they told her. This was what the statue was for, and what she was for in turn. So of course she was sucking it's perfectly shaped cock.

Emmaline pulled down her top, freeing her breasts so she could grope them with a free hand while her head bobbed up and down on the statue's dick. The presence within it seemed to pulse faster and faster, driving her movements, guiding Emmaline's bobbing head into a frantic flurry of motion as she obeyed the silent commanding rhythm. It was as if the statue's cock was made for her, and she was made for it. They were perfectly wed, fate weaving it's way to find her on her knees with her lips around it's cock.

At another silent command from the statue, Emmaline's hands moved up, groping the statue's large breasts. They were warm and soft, impossibly smooth, and felt just as perfectly suited to Emmaline's hands as the statue's cock felt to her mouth.

Idly a though passed through her mind-a memory of Skye and Liv, but it quickly faded. They had left her here, after all, and it really was for the best. She belonged here, and without the other Bravos to get in her way, Emmaline got to have all the fun and all the stony cocks to herself! Emmaline felt a rush at the thought, and she knew that the second her new lover wanted to claim her, she would be more than ready.

This was going to be so much fun, a voice in her head reassured her, and Emmaline smiled around the cock in her mouth. A free hand slipped down her legs, pulling away the skimpy lowerhalf of her outfit--it was essentially underwear anyways, so she had never really seen the need to wear anything beneath it. She felt a thrill run through her as her pussy was exposed to the air.

Emmaline half wondered if the statues lusted after her, if they say how cute and sexy she was. It was a bit hard to tell, what with them being statues and all. There faces didn't show much expression, but as they closed in on her, Emmaline certainly felt like she was the pure center of their unbridled sexual attention.