The basic truth of the moment was that she needed someone to hold, some comfort. “Was I in a c*** for a month or something?” she asked after a sma...l moment of silence. “No nothing like that, I just used some magic to save your life.” Violet giggled. “Are you k**ding?” Rachel asked. She was not at all sure what to think. Magic, why not, after all the other strange stuff, why not magic too? Putting her hands on the small shoulders of the girl she pushed her away just a bit, so she could look. Eventually, he'd get to know me well enough that those guesses would get more reliable, but that would only come through long association.When Caesar's tail started wagging, I knew he'd picked up the scent of someone he knew and liked. When the pink tip of his cock slipped from its furry sheath, I figured there was only one person it could be, coming from the direction he was looking."We're in the corral, Penny!"She came around the corner of the barn, her straight, platinum hair shining in the. “They’re sensitive. Caress, don’t squeeze.”Chris obediently followed her directions, gently running his hands along her large breasts while she guided him with her hands atop his, the entire time grinding her hips into him.It wasn’t long before she could feel her approaching orgasm. It occurred to her that this was the first time that she hadn’t had to use her hand to get off; she was using Chris’s dick to do it instead.“Ohohoh, here it comes” she moaned. “Oh, yeeeeessssss…..”This is so much. Undeterred, I dove in through the undergrowth and began eating like the natives in "Cannibal Holocaust". She had a taste Gatorade could never reproduce...Damn it! She remained rather docile until my index finger slid between her clenched butt cheeks. At that point, she began to wail like Joe Cocker stepping on a nail. As my fingertip circled her rose, her wanton pleading caused our bumping and grinding to reach Biblical proportions. The tip of my tongue began to trace the alphabet over her.