She quivered. So did I. Gods, I wanted this. Brush rustled. I heard heavy panting. I looked down indian my body, past my swaying breasts, amulet dangling with them, and out between my legs at the dark forest. A bush rustled. And then a feyhound, larger than Cú Mheá, burst out of the woods. This construct was fashioned like a big mastiff, bulky and powerful, the type who could rip someone apart. And there, swinging between his legs, was that big, wooden cock. My pussy clenched in anticipation. Fresh rivulets of pussy juices trickled down my thighs, glowing blue in the moonlight. I groaned, my heart hammering in my chest. Sven let out a groan, his hand sliding up and down his cock, eager to watch us get fucked. Such a pervert. Then the feyhound leaped on me. I gasped, feeling its wicker body rubbing hard across my back. Its strong forelegs gripped my torso. My breasts rocked forward, slapping together, the amulet bouncing between them, the smooth facets caressing my flesh. Then something hard rammed into my cunt, sparking pleasure across my labia. “Master!” whimpered Nathalie. “Master, Master, its fucking me!” “Ooh, yes,” yowled Zanyia. “So big. So fast!” The feyhound on me let out a whine as it pumped its hips again, trying to get its dick in me. I shuddered, my pussy drinking in every impact of its blunt tip. It slid it around my vulva, searching for the entrance to my cunt and— I relaxed and let him bring me to an amazing orgasm where I was basically riding his hand. His knees almost buckled as her hand shot forward and cupped his groin. He was rock hard by indian this point. On the other couch, we saw Belinda, Nadia, and both twins on their knees in front of both CG boys, Marcus and James. “Fuck you.” I fired at him. She brushed her fingertips over the Indian woman’s open lips and, cradling her head, fed her own nipple between them to be lapped and licked. She was no match for the lust she felt, and was definitely seduced by his forthrightness. She then said “I gotta go now”. "Fernando will come." My mind was in a blur as we walked for what felt like forever till she pushed me against a tree and stuck her tongue in my mouth and was rubbing my concrete hard cock. Whispered Lynette as she peered at the two dicks Stickin straight up and out through the slit in their PJ bottoms.