" He laughed again at the irony.Mary didn't care as she continued to bounce on his cock, fluids from her pussy shining in the barn light, groaning at ...he feeling of him inside her, her chest bouncing with each movement.They kept going, quick, sharp thrusts into her ass, screams of delight and bliss filling the air. She panted harder and harder for breath as another climax came rushing forwards, she panted and gasped for breath before suddenly letting out a long low groan, falling still as her. "I glared at Debbie and retreated into the shower. There I investigated my sore cunny. My pussy lips were sore and chaffed but not seriously damaged. The blood had mingled with cunny juice and this had made the bleeding appear worse than it really was. After some careful treatment the bleeding stopped and I stepped gingerly out of the shower. Debbie smiled and pointed to the neatly folded clothes on the bed."Get on the bed and I'll put some ointment on your cunny." Reluctantly I lay back and. As soon as she unlatched the door, the movie stopped.Inside the room was large HD monitor. It was currently blank. In front of the screen was Carlos. He was on his knees, with his hands and feet hogtied behind him. He was shoving his hips forward, like he was trying to hump the air. A stream of precum was dribbling onto the tile floor. His eyes were closed. His breath coming out in shallow gasps.Rosa approached her classmate cautiously. "Carlos ... Are you okay?"The boy half opened his eyes.. But," Peter stammered."Peter, I think you'd agree I've lived up to the terms of the contract." But ...but ...but..." Did you transform him, too," Daphne asked. "He sounds like a motorboat." Peter is having 'processing' issues, dear." Processing the existence ofgoddesses and magic and transformed beings all in one sitting. "But ...but ...are you going to leave her like that ...forever?" No ...a few years atop our front door ought to do it, don't you think,Daphne?"Daphne cocked her head. .