"Why do you have to leave without a trick?" he shoots back. He's black, slender, wears a polo shirt and unassuming beige slacks. My gaze descends to h...s package. He follows my eyes. He knows there's no need for concern, his physique will speak for itself. He's winning. He hails a cab. "Where's going," the cab driver asks. "Home," he answers, gives an address somewhere uptown. His right hand is now in my lap, my left hand is in his. My emerging erection provides a sense of direction. "Impossible, boy, she's a Garth. Garths are horse people," Lord Garth yelled. I'll never understand why, but I was able to continue calmly.... she saw where the horse was headed and kicked loose of her stirrup. She was coming loose if the horse made the attempt. And she could not control her horse to avoid it. I was just able to get there at the same time. When she came off, I was able to grab her. Her horse collapsed. Fortunately, despite the added weight, mine did not. As soon as I stopped,. "Urgh, why you...!" an unfamiliar voice spoke as Cortex revealedhimself. Crash's jaw dropped, before he started to laugh, pointing atCortex.Cortex frowned. "What's so f-" He paused and felt his throat. "My voice?What... oh no!" He looked down at himself, before he grabbed theshiniest sheet of metal from the wreckage and looked at his reflection.A female bandicoot stared back at him.Just like Crash and Coco, his body was covered in orange fur, though asignificantly lighter shade than either of. I tenderize them with my hand while she continues to fight me. She knows the moment at the exact same instant I do. My cock is pressed against her slit and the positioning clicks like a key. She freezes for an instant as fear grips her, and I take my opportunity. I plunge into her like a battering ram at the castle gates. The first hit meets a wall, the second makes entry. My throbbing dick feels like it’s being squeezed into a diamond in her hot clenched pussy. I can feel the spittle from her.