The savage yearnings that simmered within Nancy's flesh, as the fertility magic burned inside her became ever stronger at the sight of her potent beau... Sergei was every bit the muscled stud she had suspected, and the sensations caused by his hairy body, his earthy smell propelled the human far beyond any semblance of demure flirtation. She had become the Bitch in Heat.The Satyr was indeed surprised at the waves of heat emanating from the slick folds of her dripping womanhood, and was it his. A tear welledup in her eye as she raised her head and opened her mouth, her moist, pinktongue darted out and touched the head of His penis...a small flick, and itdarted back into her mouth..."Do it like you mean it" He orderedgrimly...she moved a bit closer, starting at the base, her tongue massagedHis cock, flickering over His balls, moving towards the head, up and down,around and around. He grabbed her by the chin and forced her mouth open,shoving His cock down her throat. He was so hard,. Dan blinked furiously until his vision redjusted and once he could see clearly once more he was startled by the figure of a wrinkled old man in a tweed suit, grinning widely with his hands glued to the sides.Dan was surprised; he wasn't expecting anyone. There wasn't much of a neighborhood to speak of either. The old man didn't even let him ponder about all that; he bowed smartly. The overall effect of a courteous fellow was only slightly marred by his japanese accent. It was english though,. She also sees that he has slowly started making his way toward her, she begins to feel nervous. Pulling one final drag on her cigarette she dropped it to the ground, crushing it with the toe of her high heel stiletto. Exhaling the smoke and looking back up, she finds he is there in the doorway with her, as a shudder hits her, she takes a step back. Looking up at him she finds that he is a very tall man, his eyes are blacker than anything she has ever seen. He has crowded her into a corner of.