She was a little shocked to see him eye her up. Alicia had always been made aware by the elders she gave the men difficulty focusing on their mediation, but it was still odd to see. But then thinking about Zach and her own daughter and quite possibly herself, she was questioning if even the senior members weren't just as pent up as the rest of them. Ariel decided to cut it short before she had to think about it too hard, giving a salute that Alicia never did. "Gotcha. Just gotta whip demon ass. Yeah, totally on that. No problem." Even without feeling her presence directly, it was apparent she was far from a demonic figure despite her horns and attitude that contrasted the faint light, almost celestial glow her hair and skin gave off.
“Guess I'm not the only one whose mission did not go as planned.” Seres noted, then decided to clarify. “Three of us were sent to mind wipe Doug, the guy that bothered us during out date. We found him being questioned by a trio of female imps. We managed to handle things, but sadly the woman that was in charge got away through some sort of portal – apparently I did not hit her hard enough when I knocked her down. So I guess I will be seeing her again... What happened on your mission?”
James chuckled, 'Far from it, I'd be happy to be woken up like this every day.' He grunted, 'Aw, damn, you're something else. You'll make me come again in a moment with those skills.'
Lawrence chuckles as she pulls down his zipper, thick cock springing forwards, made rock hard by the sight of her. The salty taste is strangely pleasant for her, and like the last time she sucked cock, she finds that she can easily accommodate the length and girth, despite not having much experience. Lawrence lets out a moan, clearly loving the experience. "Goddamn, you're great at this." His hand finds its way to sit on her head, pressing her cock further down.
"Err, yes, of course. Keep the order appraised of the situation." The screen goes dark as the video call ends.
She gives a hearty chuckle. "That's the idea." Chelsea moves her head down, taking his cock back in her mouth and deep throating him.
"Mmh. Mmmlm. Ahh-anything to please you, sir." Melissa replied as she savored his taste, which was oddly satisfying. Feeling his hand on her head, like she was a pet being told she was doing a good job. The sexy milf swallows more of his cock, deepthroating him despite her inexperience. "Gghk. Mmhp. Mmhp. Mmhp." Melissa's gagreflex quickly grew accustomed to Lawrence's cock, as she bobs her head up, and down his length.
“They wanted to know about Lisa, but apparently they did not know it was me.” Seres quickly recounted most of what had happened, skipping the parts about Melissa, and finishing with “...so yay for imps not being very smart. It's too bad Jacqueline got away, though.”
Lawrence lies back in his seat, enjoying the feeling of the beautiful milf's mouth around his cock, hand guiding her head. He presses her head down until her nose touches his belt, cock lodged deep in her throat, until her pulls her off of him. "Why don't you use those beautiful breasts of yours, now?"
Chelsea could feel James' cock start to pulse in her throat, ready to erupt. A few moments later, he grunted, 'Fuck~, that's too much!' The blonde guy erupted in her mouth. Still recovering form yesterday, it was a smaller amount of seed.
"I see." Celine nods. "Well, hopefully they find nothing out. Maybe you'll have another chance to get this Jacqueline another time."
“Oh, I'm sure we'll see her again sooner or later. But enough about her. Tell me how things went with your mission? It's not a secret, is it?”
"Mmh..." Whimpering as his cock left her throat, Melissa greedily swallows. "Haahn. Yes, sir." She replied with a lustful moan, as she straightens her body. Positioning herself so that his cock was underneath the valley of her large breasts, the sexy milf presses her tits together as she leans forward. Engulfing his meatpole with her udders, Melissa occassionally licks the tip of his cock whenever it poked out of her cleavage as she gently gives him a titjob.
Greedily, she drinks down his cum, wiping her mouth and grinning. "Ever imagine me doing that to you when we were in high school?"
She sighs. "It was a bug hunt, my least favourite kind of mission. We had to go down into the nest of these insectoid demons, the creations of Beezelbub, with flamethrowers, and burn them out. No one died, but the smoke, and the weird goo..." She shivers. "Awful, truly awful. Worst part of this job."
James came down from his peak, a smile on his lips. He looked at Chelsea, blushing a little, 'I won't lie to you... no, I didn't.'
Seres grimaced as she listened to the description. “I hate such missions in video games. I can only imagine the real thing was even worse than in a game... still, I'm glad you're not hurt. Hopefully there won't be more such missions any time soon.”
