“Oh, my,” Kora gasped. “You made him...”“Anatomically correct!” I beamed. “I polished that dick for days to make it so smooth. It’ll m...ke you cum so hard.”“You’re kidding? He’s a dog.”“A feyhound,” I corrected. “A magical construct. And so loyal and ... Yes, I fuck him!”His tongue reached my pussy. His thick, broad leaf lapped at my pussy, caressing my hairless folds. My big breast jiggled and my butterfly wings twitched behind me. I seized my pierced nipples, tugging on the gold rings and. To make this vision even more erotic, I could just barely make out the pink shadows of her nipples beneath the dark lace of her bra. “Well Daddy, what do you think?” she said and rested a hand on her hip and brought forward a knee tilting her hip at a sexy angle. I was amazed, I stood on shaky knees and walked towards her, I held out both my hands to her, she took them and we stood facing each other. “Where has my little girl gone?” I looked into her eyes and noticed that she had just a bit of. When her next climax finally did hit, nearly ten minutes later, it was a monster. And as she melted around me, I knew I could take however much energy I wanted from her. Afraid I'd take too much if I let myself, I rolled off her and onto my back. "Was he really that good?" Iva asked before taking a sip of her wine. Natalie nodded slowly. Gathering her breath, she ran her hands over her body, and the sweat and other fluids evaporated. Her hair was perfectly styled once again. The stench of sex. Just got done playing a backyard football game with the neighborhood military k**s like myself, and like after every game we headed to our houses for drinks and snacks. As I sat on my porch a friend of mine came upon me with his Super Soaker (a recreational water gun that was popular in the 90s) manually pressurizing it or pumping it for the air pressure needed for the range and force of the next jet stream of water. Well as he did this he was imitating jacking off... and as I sat and watched.