“Good Lord, I’m going to have to start looking now! Tonight!” She kissed me good-bye and took off.I didn’t see or hear from her the rest of th... week and was wondering what kind of a monster I had created. That Friday I picked her up around seven and still didn’t know - she was wearing a trench coat (well, it was a chilly evening) - although I could tell she was wearing red high heels. Finally, we got to the restaurant, and she took off the coat, at which point my heart almost stopped. Her dress. My fingers caressed the thick locks of carved hair, lick and ropy and so smooth. I pulled her face tight against my pussy, my round breasts jiggling as she licked and lapped.I stared up at the tree above us, the branches swaying, almost moaning like it shared the same wicked pleasure as me. That made me grin, imagining a tree cumming thanks to a wicked princess’s licking mouth.Or maybe just getting off on watching our lesbian passion.“Ooh, yes, princess,” I moaned, staring up at the swaying. His head splattered like a melon dropped from a high place when a front hoof hit as the horse reared up and came back down. Flet just backed away, dropped the tent taking only the pack with him. As he turned to run, Brena threw one of the spare daggers at him. Her throw, while good did not hit as she had wanted. He figured that she would try something having spotted her and tried to dodge the attack. So rather than taking a dagger in the back, it caught his lower left arm. He screamed in pain,. Flopping with every stroke but half held up by my pulled aside panties, I was leaking with pleasure, hot fluids dripping down my hosed thighs as his balls slapped me with every stab. Picking up the pace, Daddy warned he was about to cum and with several hard thrusts pumped his load into me."Yes, yes, yes" I cried, pushing my ass back to match his final thrusts."Ohhh fuck yes baby girl" Daddy grunted.Both of Daddy's hands firmly gripped the sides of my ass, I could feel his cock throb deep.