"The one you and Persephone are carrying." Violet pointed at it."Trunk? This isn't a trunk ... well ... maybe ... it's a carrying implement used to ho...se things." Seph said. Ed nodded like a water glass bird on a Michigan tavern backbar."Ok ... what's in it?" Enquiring minds want to know."Eleven occupied chests and one empty of occupation." Ed grinned."Nope," said Seph, "the twelfth chest isn't empty." What's in it?" asked Ed."Seventy five coins," said Seph."You didn't!?" asked Ed."I did," said. ”“I know you’re beautiful and all that,” he said calmly. “And I’m sure that men pay a lot of attention to you, but why is it that you seem to think that all I’m interested in is having sex with you?”She was speechless. Her mouth sagged open and she stared back at him. Her speechlessness only lasted a few seconds though, as her mind groped with the boldness of his comment. She wanted to lash out at him. At the same time, her mind perceived this as an opportunity, of sorts. Here was a man ... a. ” I groaned. I could fight the pain, but the pleasure...? How could I fight pleasure? My body yearned to surrender to it.“I can hurt you,” Cherry moaned. “If that will make you happy. I want to make you happy. I'll take such good care of you.”Her magic reached deeper, tendrils climbing over my mind's redoubt, reaching closer and closer to covering me in worship for her. I groaned, banging my head back into the rock wall, my balls aching to erupt into her sweet pussy.Then she suddenly gasped.. I still remember the first night I ever stretched her pussy. We were both pretty drunk one night and while I was pounding her I slid my index finger into her pussy next to my cock. The tightness was amazing, and her being drunk must have relaxed her enough for it to happen. Amy asked, "Oh my god, what are you doing?" "My fingers in you too. Do you like it?" "Mmmm, it kinda hurts but it feels good. Leave it in and fuck me." She responded.She went wild and was clearly loving the extra girth in.