She feels the lubricious fluids leak from her fluttering nether lips. Morus gradually and incrementally pulls His pulsating member out making her expe...ience smaller orgasms with each memorable moment. Her body humps into the hardness, her fingernails digging into the gritty bark of the tree, wanting it to never end. She collapses with an enthralled sigh of acceptance. The Masculine tree caresses her with His most soft and gentle vines and tentacles created just for this purpose. He soothes her. .. it's..." she started to cry. "It's like we woke up in that alley this morning, in Hell, and an angel came to take us to Heaven. Thank you..."She continued crying. Timmy hugged her from the back, and Judy slowly joined the family hug. When I saw Teri watching me to see how I would react, I joined the group hug, and let them all cry, again.Eventually we all moved to the sofa, and the children arranged themselves around us. Teri held on for dear life, reluctant to let go, apparently. Judy. On the occasions that he felt like socialising, he would appear at the campfire for the evening and be long gone (back in his bed inside the tree) by morning. Most travellers who camped under Ricky’s tree or at the crossing, never even knew of his existence.If he was in the mood for a bit of tension release, he was very practised at sniffing out if his prey was of an age and willingness that he could exploit. More than one traveller had left the campsite under his tree with the oddest erotic. "You got that right," Ben said with a leer as he looked from Dannie's blonde curls to Kathy's red locks. "You must be Kathy." Yes I am," Kathy said nervously as she looked at Ben's long skinny prick and licked her lips uncertainly."And you want me to knock you up, right?" Ben asked as he reached for Dannie and brought her down to sit on his left."I did," Kathy said hesitantly, "but I've been thinking that maybe I should just stick with George and his baby juice." George?" Ben asked, looking at.