And well, I lost my way and came across the bear before I could try to make my way back. My tribe probably thinks of me as dead by now, and I should b... dead, had you not found me in time.” “Aye, if I had found you just a little later, you would have bled out.” Rosalie’s eyes glittered with an unrestrained hunger upon remembering that scene; a pool of blood surrounding this handsome incubus; his boiling guts; the scent of death. The roasted rabbit did not suit her tastes and just the thought of. Tricia rubbed her clit hard and thrust her hips in a fucking motion. She was close to coming.When Mr. Kane had finished emptying his balls, he grabbed Tricia’s hair and pushed her mouth onto the top of Valerie’s thigh.“Every last drop, eat every last drop of my cum,” he ordered.Tricia slurped the hot cum into her mouth and swallowed it. She licked at Valerie’s thigh to lap up the cum that had dripped down her thigh. She continued to rub her clit. Her pussy clenched and her belly fluttered.Mr.. "Keep going and relax your pussy muscles, you're going to crush my cock if you keep it tensed like that," he said. She tried to comply and felt her muscles relax and the pressure wasn't so great anymore. "Keep going, get it in there," he commanded."It was so much easier when I was stoned," she thought."Get on it, now," he ordered.She gradually worked her way down until she had seated the whole thing in her lubricated pussy. She felt stuffed from the girth, and it felt different from last night,. “And mine, too, now ... again! I really do want to be lovers again ... with all of you! I owe Ursula a lot, for dragging me, kicking and screaming, into a much better and happier way of life. And you two as well ... so ... how about it? Do I get to be your lover, in every sense of the word? Can I be your sow?” Clothilde pouted while Ursula floated above her.“Oink, oink ... fuckpig!” Maurice said as he lit a cigar, “hey, I’m an angel. It’s not like I can get throat cancer or anything like.