Bert turned to Yvonne, "I'll keep my rifle slung over my shoulder so that it is out of the way. You keep yours in hand. We'll only use them as a last ...esort." He shrugged, "We're here to help these people and as long as we all keep that in mind there shouldn't be any need for us to do anything other than point and smile." He shrugged, "I'm sure they are going to be as anxious to get away from this moon as we are."Bert took a deep breath to steady his own nerves, "One minute," he called, echoing. Needless to say, the forty-five year old satyr was horny to the point of distraction. Sure, he had his wife, and his hand, and his computer porn, but it had been four days now since he had last made use of his far more satiating stepdaughter. On that day, he had throat fucked the poor girl delightfully, ejaculating explosively as her throat fluttered in protest about his cruelly imbedded length. But that had been Monday. Today was Friday. In the interim, he had restrained himself, heroically to. To be the beautiful and sexy wife of this handsome man, satisfying him with my feminine body and mind. Being fucked.He let out a long, deep sigh as his girth finally passed my opening and slid more easily inside. My own sigh sounded more like a yelp from the mixture of enthusiasm, excitement and surprise. I could feel the entire length of his shaft as he continued to move forward, pushing himself deep into my ass. He continued to press his pelvis against my buttocks, trying to pry them apart. While he slept she stood over him while he slept in his bed with the warm ocean breeze sweeping over his body.She had found hunted,stalked,and now she would conquer him.She pressed the point of the knife to the back of his neck he woke as if he were struck bye lightning with a jolt.She said "Do what I say" She had him raise his hands above his head as he lay face down ,she clicked the cuffs on ,and had him in a blindfold.She told him not to make a sound he was in shock ,and could not comprehend.