I am the last of the Satyrs. Half-man, half-beast, we would roam the forest of old, serving our lord Dionysus. I recall the feasts of old, food, fun, ...rolics: ferral, canine, ursine, lupine, coupled, tripled together. The grandest orgies the world ever saw.We were built, you see, for pleasure. And I have been alone so long now...I wonder whether I truly remember the heights we reached...but I digress.I'm looking now at what will be, for the satyric race, the saviour. Dionysus visited me in a. Rough and nasty for sure to keep our marriage intact. By now, Kuldeep’s balls were about to burst with all the load they had been churning since days. He asked John to stop bitching, get in the back cabin and get fucking naked on his hands and knees, pronto. Yes, sir; John responded with a big smile and crawled back while KS checked around the parking lot, locked his truck doors from inside and pulled all the curtains over the windows before moving back to take charge of his slave and ordered. On ringing the door bell we were greeted by a young woman in her mid 20’s, she was around 5 ft 3in tall, short blonde hair, wore designer spectacles and was wearing a blouse which shaped the top of her body. I was transfixed with her tits, they weren’t as big as Kerry’s but they were a perfect shape. She introduced herself as Laura and we headed to the motor home to examine our future purchase. Inside the Motor home had been cleaned thoroughly and looked almost new, Laura showed us all the. The whole thing was so exciting and I got a thrill out of it all, I looked back at him over my shoulder and saw him still standing there with a bulge in his pants. Later that night, once everybody was asleep I changed into a dress that was so short that it couldn’t even really be considered as a dress. It was all part of the game of course; from the way he had reacted earlier on I knew I could get him. He was sitting at his computer, his eyes glued to the screen. “Hey” I said,.