“I will enjoy your pussy, then I will free you.”“You won't, Master,” she purred, pulling down my leather pants.“You're taking advantage of h...r,” my sister said.“Am I?” I asked, the lamia taking off my boots and then pulling off my leather pants as I shifted from foot to foot, my cock bobbing before me. My sister still watched, her eyes hot, as I stretched out beside the coals of our campfire. The catgirl pounced on me. She was short, her head only coming up to my chest when we were both. "Let me put it in her from behind, the way all the animals do it," Delbert said, his words juicy and slurred. Spit leaked from one corner of his mouth, gleaming on his brown chin."I'd like to see that," Tyler said, panting out his words as Lynn struggled with him."You goddamn pigs!" she shouted. "You act like pigs and you smell like pigs."Tyler's fingers clamped her nipples like pliers.Lynn nearly blacked out. Red-hot pokers of pain rammed deep into her tits and she saw flashes of black and. That, apparently, wasn't Alan's way. But a girl can adapt to anything if she has fair warning.I, in turn, told how Erick, my partner that day, curved up when he was hard, and he liked to sort of swivel his hips when thrusting. That was important news for Janice, the girl who'd be with him the next day. I don't think guys do this. I think they're into the 'me big he-man' and thump their chests. Guys are individualistic, while us girls knew we had to stick together, even if we did compete against. The pressure had increased and no! It was entering me. Thetingling was now spreading up though my loins creating a sensationsimilar to a warm towel being placed on my tummy.Then the pressure released and the phallus withdrew then pushed againentering me further. Again it withdrew again it penetrated deeper. Thetingling in my loins had become a glow. Again out again in. Out. In.Out. The machine paused. To my dismay I noticed that it was considerablywetter retracting from my fanny than when it.