“You need to stop?” called Bob. He’d been riding ahead of her, picking the path, while Buttercup just followed the stallion.“Yes,” she calle... out, “but not yet. I just figured out how to do this without killing myself.”She watched as the big man turned in his saddle, his rhythm unbroken, and watched her for half a minute while his horse went on ahead without any direction that she could see. She watched in amazement as Ranger dodged to one side to avoid a boulder, and Bob’s body compensated for. "What's going on?" asked Darcie.Max said, "We call this the incubator'. The girl you see down there was acquired several days ago. Young, in good health, attractive. Yesterday she underwent a rather specialized cranial operation. Our team of neurosurgeons have identified the sensory perception zones of the brain, and have found a way to access them. A small neurotransmitter has been installed in the subject's cerebral cortex, connected to a jack at the base of the skull." And what does all that. However, it was a far cry from the form that he had been wearing before. That SHE had been wearing before. Barry's former boss now stood there as a very buxom woman, with long black hair that had a white stripe down the middle. And there was the tail, a long bushy skunk tail that matched her hair in coloration. Though unlike the skunk she had been a minute before, her scent glands were filled with a sweet smelling perfume. "That's much better," Barry mused, loving the look of lustful attraction. Lana is driving her ass back against me with each slap. I look up at Ann to see her smiling back at me and urging me on. “That’s right! Fuck her hard! Give her that cock!” Lana is answering her…”yes, that’s it! Fuck me! Fuck me good! Oh fuuuuucccckkkk!” She squirts again on my cock as she comes and I can’t hold it any more. I drive my cock in one last time and fill her cunt with my load. I can feel her pussy pulsing in rythym to the pulsing of my cock as I empty my seed deep inside.Once the.