“For me it might also be the curse,” a strange beast said as it trotted up to join the mule woman. “I broke the taboos of our tribe in Peru. I h...d sex with my sister. We were both of age, but the gods still cursed me and turned me into a Jararcha.” He pointed at his body as best he could with his front hooves. His head was human, but his body was that of a llama.“But do the people still believe in you?” Merlin asked.“Oh, yes,” the Jararcha laughed, “every time a boy looks longingly at his. Remember how you fisted me back in '73? Well, I want you to do it again, right now!" I almost snarled at him.His mouth dropped open. I slapped the lube into his hand, and kneeling presented him with my wet and wildly eager sex."I don't believe it!" He exclaimed, echoing his younger self.As he lubed himself I screwed my fist right up to Em's cervix and began to fuck her, deep and hard. She writhed and arched, catching my urgency, pushing herself onto me. Mark's big farmer's fingers were so. ” He collapsed on top of me on the table, his cock still huge in my ass. He lay there for a long time breathing hard. I was so ashamed, I could feel oil and cum dripping down my legs and my ass was so sore, but as he lay there not moving I felt warm and wet again and I moved. He laughed in my ear. “You want more slut? Take it, ride your ass on my cock.” Whimpering I moved and found I could, and knowing how nasty I was I pushed back and forth pumping his softening cock into my ass until I. His empire was going to hell in a hand basket. He had already lost three of his most profitable speakeasies and he was no closer to finding the people who were doing the damage. Sure, he knew that it was an organization known as Birdmen, but what did they want?He was used to buying off the opposition. In fact, he preferred to do business that way. Cops, courts, politicians, they were all on his payroll. If something got in the way, he just bought it. On the rare occasions that he couldn't buy.