As soon as my last dribble was milked out, I lifted her off my still hard cock and kissed her lovingly before letting her stumble into Heather’s arm....“God, I really love you!” Stacy sighed to me with a euphoric grin on her face.“Love you too, Babycakes,” I replied as I grinned at her. “You might want to put your panties and shorts back on. You’re starting to leak,” I pointed out with a salacious smirk.Stacy blushed prettily as she glanced down to see where my cum was starting to drip down her. I licked it, and gave it a few strokes, and put it back into my mouth. I took all of him into me, and began sucking in earnest instead of just moving my head up and down on his shaft. My sucking was all it took. "Here it comes." was all the warning I had, but that didn't bother me. He had never become fully hard, so I didn't feel it jerking in my mouth as so many people describe, but the one thing I did notice was a warm, salty liquid that was left on my tongue. I swallowed it without any. Her mind had utterly, and completely snapped. The lion and her cat companions led the girl away from the village that had let her fall to this, and, a few months later, a Hunter found her, and with difficulty brought the hissing, fighting, feral woman to his camp. As was their custom to never turn anyone away, there she eventually found herself in the tent of a wounded warrior.Part Two : Green WillowIt was good to be out in the forest, the clean scents untainted by the smell of the cooking. It had been some time before she had been able to get out of bed. Her whole body ached from the strain of the distorted sexual positions Hank had forced her into, especially the tender area between her legs. She felt that her secret parts had been so bruised and battered that she would never be able to make love again. Indeed, she didn't know if she would ever want to. Hank had ripped something from her soul when he had so brutally violated her; her childlike innocence. She would never make.