.. but we caught ourselves a fox girl..." she took the egg from my paws in a very careful fashion, as though trying to avoid the goop, "I guess you di...n't know everyone has the ability to defend themselves here on the farm... you'll learn though." She said as she walked behind me and I could feel her carefully playing with my skirt and panties, suddenly the cool metal was moving inside of me and vibrating. I didn't know how to react other than to let out a low moan from the sensations. The. I guess it was just the fact that I was holding someone else's cock in my hand. After all, I was use to the way mine felt, but this was some- thing new to me."Jack it up and down," he told me.And I did.I watched in amazement as his cock head appeared and hid asI pulled his extra skin back and forth."It's called foreskin," he told me, before I could even ask him."All men are born with it on their cocks," he told me, too.I didn't have any 'foreskin' on mine though.I reckon he could see the. I have my tent and all my gear in the back of the truck. I have thirty days worth of vacation time and I wanted to spend the time away from towns and cities. Anyway motels are too expensive.’ I explained. ‘You’re right about motels. I had planned on staying in the car two nights out of three. Camping? I don’t know, you’ve got only the one tent?’ ‘Well, yes. You can sleep in the truck, if it will make you feel safer. I’m not too sure how comfortable it would be. I’ve slept there and didn’t get. The imps roared with excitement as they watched their leader spank the cocky girl in front of them, watching her tight round ass jiggle as Bastad Ben’s palm struck it, switching which cheek every subsequent spank. Each spank eliciting a yelp or a squeal from the poor girl and a smile, a cheer, or a cackle from the imps. After a good while of spanking the poor girl with his own hand, Bastad Ben began caressing and roughly squeezing the girl’s ass, enjoying how she shook and squirmed in his.