I worked my way onto the bed, kneeling between his splayed legs. Martin’s eyes were on stalks, flicking their focus from my cock to my fingers as I ...quirted a line of clear gel along my index finger. My heart was thumping out of my chest as I brought it down to the unexplored region between his buttocks. He jumped when I touched him and I saw both testicles leap out of the way within their protective sack. I rubbed my fingertip over the rough knot of flesh, marvelling at how hairy he was down. The tendril darted to her lips and pushed its way inside. As it started fucking her mouth, she felt the one on her back slide back down to her ass and penetrate her unprotected pussy. At this, she writhed and struggled out of surprise. But for all this, she barely moved; so securely was she held captive by the vines. It was totally hopeless, and she relaxed into the warm sensations as she felt the long, slender penis in her pussy stroke in and out, in and out. The cock in her mouth was bigger,. I grabbed her by the hair, tilted her head back, and spat on her face. With that I moved down her body until I was between her legs. I put my face in front of her pussy, but I didn't touch it. I just let her feel my breath on her skin. Without warning, I flipped her over onto her stomach, parted her ass checks, and thrust my tongue into her asshole. She let out a huge moan, and pushed her ass back into my face. I took two fingers, one from each hand, and gaped her hole so I could lick deeper. The dogs, of course, hunted more by scent than by sight, but men do not have that privilege.If our man actually arrived in time to see the 'kill' he would discover that it could take two or more hours to deal with the quarry, once it was cornered. The protective camouflage would first be torn off, by the hunters, not by the dogs. This would reveal a naked more-or-less beautiful young woman, usually a concubine of whom the Emir had tired, but occasionally a slave bought specifically for the.