"Oh what a pang for mating I am feeling," said the then much aroused satyr fellow."It is not over quite yet, just watch this...," the Genie said as if...to warn her Master.Satyr though he be, his furry belly mounted sheath began to swell, as become larger, as was what was inside of it growing, becoming more toward that gifted a pony stallion than to a goat or a satyr male.Moaning and groans of both pain and wild sensual infatuation with want for mating, breeding, doing it as would a male brute. “Glory Holes.” He womansaid as she slid past her and Steve Dock.“Ohhh’ Let’s go look.” Robin said, taking Steve Dock’shand and pulling him toward the shadows of the backroom. They entered the darkness and saw rows of doors on eachside of the corridor. The muffled sound of manydifferent voices and subtle music filled the hallway.Robin watched as man exited one of the doors. Thedoor remained open as he left. Still holding his hand,Robin pulled Steve Dock. She had on a very business like linen suit. The skirt came down to just above her knees. I helped her out of the coat first, hanging it over the back of a chair. Her silk blouse was white, the buttons pearl. I unbuttoned her blouse, undoing the clasp on her skirt and unzipping it before pulling her blouse free. I pulled the skirt down her legs, and knelt to let her lift her feet out of it. While I was down there, I took off her shoes. Her hose was held up by a lacy white garter belt. I. Ben asked if it was to strong? I lied and said no.Becky was wearing a extremely short black dress and her legs where bare. Once while Ben was in the kitchen mixed a drink she turned toward me and I could aware I saw her shaved pussy. She caught me looking and smiled. Over the next two hours while I waited on my wife to finish being fucked Ben, Becky and I talked about how they had started living this lifestyle. Ben couldn't tell from where he sat but his wife was offering me perfect shots up.