”“Oh, bloody hell, Beauty!” Logan yelled and threw up his hands in disgust. “Really? You are unbelievable!”She snarled and spun toward the s...one wall. A high-pitched screech filled the quiet stillness as she dragged her claws down the wall, tearing at the rock. A rising growl of frustration rumbled out of her plump lips. She pointed at the moaning woman with one claw.“Beauty hungry!” she growled. “No, make better… eat! Beauty not hungry, make better!”“This is unbelievable.” Logan shook his. She grunted softly, her pussy already stretched by Tall Guy's member. Short Guy transitioned to a new position, putting his arms behind Julia's knees, forcing her legs higher in the air and back toward her head. The position angled her vagina differently and made Short Guy's big dick feel even bigger. Julia felt a little bit of discomfort in this position even when I fucked her tiny pussy, and now she was taking a much bigger dick. Short Guy began a furious assault, his bloated balls slapping. She walked into the kitchen in confusion, not finding her boyfriend in the living room either, she headed towards their bedroom; shrugging off her jacket and kicking off her shoes along the way. "Jeremy?" Marisa called, opening their bedroom door, and then stopping in her tracks. Jeremy was sitting naked on the end of their bed, holding his hard cock in one hand and facing the door. "I missed you," he said, smiling at her and rubbing his cock, "Come suck it," he demanded. Marisa felt herself. The slight contortion of her body made her chest stick out just a little, causing it to look a bit fuller than it really was. This pose was somehow sexier than the last one while still maintaining a degree of innocence. "Artistic" was the word that seemed to come to Brit's mind, and now she could see what Allison meant by the difference between art and pornography. These poses were designed to show off the natural beauty of the human body without intending to be arousing. Perhaps it was.