She followed it with "The Entertainer" before pausing."That was neat," exclaimed Iris. "I've never heard music like that." The style is called 'ragtim...' and it isn't usually played on the harp." She then told them the names of the songs."Can we try it?" asked Siobhan."Sure. I think it was originally written for piano. Getting the rhythm right might be a challenge for some instruments. Earnán, turn the monitor on and turn it to face us so we can see the music score. There aren't any lyrics for. Her stomach felt bloatedby the amount of sperm she had been forced to swallow that day and she couldfeel the mixture of all the different men's cum and her own fluids runningdown her pussy and dripping from her clit to the floor.Much later that day, she awoke to the feel of gentle hands on her back. "Hellomy little heifer. You've had a long day today haven't you? ButI noticed you enjoyed yourself too. What a good heifer you are, my sweetlittle cow slut. You took King's cock so well, and. Some had really big bulges while others were tucked in a bit more nicely. I probably walked up and down this street a few too many times admiring all the ladies and staring at their tits and bulges. I was getting really turned on just thinking about them.But since I had never done anything like this before I was a bit nervous. I decided to go to a nearby bar to have a couple of drinks to calm my nerves. I ordered a Heineken and drank it slowly, thinking about if I was really ready to go through. He’d dressed out the kill where he’d dropped it, but he hadn’t skinned the animal. Instead, he’d loaded it up on the back of the packhorse, to bring it back to camp and hand that job over to Blossom. He had a gut feeling that she’d want to do the job. It turned out that he was right.“Good,” Blossom declared enthusiastically upon spotting Ben and what he’d brought back. “You’ve done well. Now take it over to that tree and hang it up. I will skin it and then butcher it so we can have venison.