lap at our bodies.

Its pointed tongue is slathering Emma in viscous saliva. The oversized appendage is long enough to reach from her crotch to her neck. She sees that I feel exactly as she does; I need this. She sighs, and exhales hard, grinding her hips more forcefully and in wider circles.

I can tell she's getting into it and I actually feel kind of jealous. As fucked up as it sounds, I'm really aroused. I lick and bite the minotaur's chest. The smell of its body burns my nostrils. It's skin is salty and caked in dirt. My head is swimming. None of it matters.

My typical impulse to avoid being the center of attention, to hang out in the fringes, fades. I climb across the creature's lap, kissing its chest and raking its skin with my nails. I straddle its waist the best I can. I'm sitting right at the base of its throbbing tree stump.

The giant growls in its throat as nudge back wth my ass. I've got the beast's attention. It laps at my chest and up to my face, knocking my glasses off and making the hair on one side of my head stand straight up.

The animal snorts with frustration. It releases Emma and with both hands tears through my leather armor apart as easy as opening a letter. Em reaches out to grab the arm again, but the monster shifts away.

It's drooling buckets and coating me in it. My skin tingles and my mind reels. Its tongue is like the best pumice scrub ever, but wet and soft and warm. I can feel the muscles inside work around my breasts squeezing them and teasing them. When it finds my nipple ring with the tip of its tongue, it laughs in its throat.

It holds me down with one hand and takes the waist of my pants (my only pants) in its jagged maw. With a quick jerk of its head they're town from my body. My hips and legs fly up with them and my butt lands hard on the rock.

I hardly notice it. The creature licks up one leg teasing my lips with the tip. It does the other one a few times before lapping at my pussy. It probes around my ass before finally pushing into my cunt. I writhe around as I stretch to accommodate it. This thing's tongue is thicker than most guys I've dated, definitely thicker than Ben's.

The embarrassment and fear start to creep back into me. I'm seeing the minotaur up close, like, really close. I should run, but it feels so fucking good. It licks up my stomach to my tits and back down ramming inside of me. It licks my ass and my lower back. I'm drenched in spit.

The monster has Emma gripped in its other hand. Her bum is in its palm. She's grinding into its thumb. She begins to pant and whimper. Her face gets all screwed up into a ball and finally she opens her mouth to scream, but nothing comes out. After ten seconds or so so moans and releases her tight grasp on its hand.

I reach for its deep red cock, but can only graze it wth my fingertips. It speeds up aggressively jamming its tong inside of me with each pass. I want more than anything to touch that polished shaft. That thought is what finally tips me. I want to hold it, to lick it. I want it inside of me. I'm disgusted with the thought, but I cum right in his mouth. I get a few more lashes.