She held his tired face in her hands and looked him in the eyes, “If you really want to be my brother then,” she said, “You have to follow the tradition of my people.”
He looked at her with lost eyes for a minute, then followed her gaze downwards to his dick, still inside her. She was clearly testing him, he realized. But then again, Ennio rarely bluffed. He smiled, kissed her and slowly pulled out of her. His cum came oozing out of her swollen vagina, and without hesitation, he threw his face into it and started licking away like it was cream. Good for him too that it still tasted sweet, because Suzi’s hand was unrelentingly pushing his head, not letting him up for a moment. She was enjoying every bit of this dessert after the heavy meal they had just had, and by the time he was done had a big dumb satisfied grin on her face. He had made sure to play with her clit as long as he could, putting his wet jizz covered tongue on it and pressing it as many ways as he could. When he finally did let up, i.e. when she let him, lazily lying on the floor, he kissed her with a forceful thrust, so that she could taste some of the jizz too. It was an impulsive decision, and she didn’t seem to mind, and even laughed pitifully at him. When he pulled away, breathing heavily he finally said, “There’s no tradition is there?”
“Doesn’t matter.” She said, almost sounding dazed. “You’re my brother now alright, bro.”
Ennio gave out a small laugh, almost at himself, as he felt himself transform back into his human form. He started putting his smock back on again, and asked her, “What now?”
“Give it a minute.” she said, her eyes closed. “There’s no hurry, is there?”
That was true. He had nowhere to be. He shrugged to himself, and lay down beside her, his tiny head resting on her warm belly. She ran her fingers through her hair, a funny sensation for her, and let it rest there.
“Mick said you were gonna take me to some slaves?” he asked calmly.
“Yeah, my brother’s slaves. He had a small collection of them. Now they’re yours.”
“Mine? Shouldn’t they go to you if they’re property or something?”
“They’re not property, they’re willing submissives. And I didn’t kill my brother, so I can’t take the spoils.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, there’s a bug type thing, a snail lady, a wolf man, a rock creature…”
“Okay, maybe I don’t really need any slaves right now. I don’t really want your brother’s leftovers, you can have them. Can I do that, just give them to you?”
“You can do whatever you want. And I’ll take them.” she said with glee, which made Ennio think for a moment that he had just been hustled. But then she said, “Although, I think there’s one you’d like to keep.”
“Oh? Why?”
“Well, she’s human.”
He got up and gestured her to do the same. He said with sudden impatience, “Take me to her.”
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