He was in shock at the shaving and inking, in disbelief that any of it was permanent. But a new hand on his tail, fingering his tender arsehole was a...very familiar reminder that he was being raped and abused by these violators.They started inking up his chest - the "MILK MAN" sign in large gothic letters arced across his clavicle like a necklace, spanning from high on one shoulder to the other and diving down in the middle, the "K" nestled against his deep pec valley. This matched the "Make. Let me quickly recap the scenario.I had just engaged in a four hour fuck-fest with a nympho teenager, a depraved imp of the feminine persuasion, and the teenager’s older sister who was perfectly formed below the waist line but had an unfortunate hump-back that made her vertical figure less than appealing. Once she was in the horizontal, all was in order and she was a “humper” of unique distinction.Remembering the doctor’s earlier advice about the little magic pill that made my prostate deprived. My girl was from another galaxy from a planet whose name I couldn't pronounce. She had dark hair, cherry red skin, and these little things on her forehead that look like horns. I wasn't dating a demon but she was one horny little she-devil. Her species had a rather high sex rate than humans where the sex lasts longer. As I've learned in the past those facts were correct. The sex was longer and intense and worth experimenting. . Angela noticed Carlas interest and led them towards a small shed. Here she produced a saddle blanket and lay it on the ground. Then she told Carla to strip and get down on all fours. The horses ears cocked forward with interest. Clearly he saw the signals of what would happen next. His boner extended and he had a nice curve as the blood filled his fat dick. Carla unconsciously nodded in approval as the little horse approached her from behind. He reared up and put his front legs over her.