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The twins – still indistinguishable one from the other – lay one casting on his front, the other supine, pulling on bottles of Honnigbrew mead. Their muscular, darkly hairy bodies yet inflamed me, especially the shaft I saw still half-pointing toward the near-set moon; but their intense, shining yellow gazes I noted most in the lightening sky. Similar to the Huntress, they held a question – a challenge, perhaps, or even a taunt. We were not done. A last mouthful from the now empty bottle and I commanded, “On your back, sister,” as I crawled to her. You,” I pointed at one twin with it, “feed her your prick. You, put yours in me.” My rear held high, legs parted, I delved between the supple, creamy thighs, sucked in a close up breath through nose and mouth, relished the heady aromas of sex and, yes, even ‘wet dog’. Fingers parting the slick petals, I stuck my tongue into her fissure, began to thrust and poke and nuzzle at the reddish thatch as I felt a twin’s member plunge into my own pulsating fetish crevice. I had difficulty maintaining contact as I was severely rammed; my rhythmic grunts provided counterpoint to Aela’s moans and the twins’ exclamations. I poured the remainder of the bottle all over her mound, slurping at the amber fluid as it ran through her reddish thatch, over her swollen, rosy nether lips, down the crack of her buttocks. I shoved the bottle neck all the way into her; at least the size of a modest teen prick, it was little wonder that she yelped, hips rising from the sweat-soaked furs. I jammed it in and out of her pussy as I felt my own urgency building once more; the twin driving into me intensified his efforts. Sensing he was near climax, I released the thrashing Huntress, tossed the bottle aside, whirled to receive the shaft in my mouth. The twin roared his release, the warm, salty substance erupting down my throat, spilling out as I alternately spat and swallowed, coaxing its entirety with both pumping hands. Climbing atop the woman and under the other thrusting twin, I restrained her in a reversal of her own favoured position, leaned in to lick the veiny member sliding betwixt her pink sheath. An animal growl erupted from the man as his shaft popped from the Huntress’ mouth and began spewing its load. I released her hands from her sides, grabbed it in one fist, pumped furiously, directing the generous spurts across our faces and gaping mouths as I reached for the hooded hard pistil at the top of her wet fissure with the other hand. Maybe she was standing next to Peter, up there, watching this all play out. I can hear the pig screaming already. I pulled out the two dildos that were inside of her casting and levitated the bigger ones right beneath her holes. “Fuck yer arse?” Ravished by a Mob? “I’ve been thinking about making a change for a couple months,” I admitted. teen The end of the willow sprig found the pucker of her anus, probing, slipping just inside the protectively clenched little close up pooper. I was just getting ‘happy’ when this middle-aged man, wearing swimming shorts, came and climbed in. He smiled at me then settled opposite me. No sooner then he had penetrated me Scott had pushed into my sex. With no duress, stripping naked, and presenting himself to 16 young black men, to be restrained, depilated, his cock caged, subjected to significant corporal punishment, then placed on his knees, to kiss black feet and beg to be gang fucked in both ends, by big black cocks, swallowing load after load, until all had been satisfied. Saying thus, she took her son in law’s penis into pussy her mouth and started to suck it. Long enough. Just another Saturday morning. Would people see me pissing like a dog and point me out on the street? She rubbed it but nothing happened. “What makes you think I won’t peek down here?” He chuckled, referring to the fact that the fetish cabin’s windows were just holes, no glass, no shades.