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When he finished, I rammed all the way home and she went nuts on my cock. Afterward, she said that when she was fucking his knot in and out, that it was the most amazing feeling of her life and she’d be doing it more. We ended up fucking until 11 pm, then took a nap with me waking and finding her on the sofa arm again. She had been fucking his knot in and out all day and now was almost able to take him fully engorged. I couldn't believe how big he was as he entered her, and she was begging him to fuck her hard. Again, we fucked her all day… with her still horny when she left for home. A stiff breeze rushed across the great wilderness, the grass teased and whipped vigorously as soft gasps filled the air, seducing the atmosphere to grow moist and warm. Flowers twirled their peddles towards the intoxication of the sun's alluring curvature above, their roots running deep and penetrating the wet, fertile soil below to absorb its nutrients. Amongst all the splendor of nature's way stood great, rigid pillars of girthy might, their powerful roots anchoring them deep into Mother Earth's womb as their length stretched skyward above all others within their kingdom. For a time life had become simple and beautiful, a serene tranquility of natural order almost entirely devoid of sadistic oppression and unbridled violence; almost. Two mighty boots stamped the lush green beneath as a powerful figure advanced upon the first line of trees, his rugged hands firmly grasping the hard wooden shaft of his tool as its blade gleamed in the sunlight abound. Such apes had been so rarely seen since the cleansing, especially to this section of woodland which had known serenity for so long; nobody knew what to do. The ape surveyed the treeline carefully, the cold and emotionless orbs busty embedded within his skull studying each broad trunk's every detail as if in deep thought, and finally his decision was made. The trees were the overseers of the forest; their immense height allowed them to view all that happened around them and keep a watchful eye, their great strength symbolizing the protection of their patriarchy, and their age exceeding wisdom of all others. Of all the trees in this particular forest kingdom, however, Papa Sequoia was the tree of all trees and the ruler of everything that could be seen. Deeply loved, idolized, and respected by his brethren, Papa Sequoia was constantly surrounded by the thickest and girthiest wood anyone could ever hope to find save his own, all ready and willing to do anything and everything they could for their daddy. There was not a single figure within the forest kingdom that did not know who Papa Sequoia was or of his great exploits, and even those at first skeptical had come to bend a stem to his glory as the plethora of legendary tales gradually proved less myth than reality. There was the time he led the small whorled pogonians from the brink of extinction to rising up as one of the mightiest of all plant-kind, now a benevolent and noble society of rich monarchs and the greatest trade industry seen this side of the great swamps of Detroit. Another of Papa Sequoia's exploits was that of his selfless leadership on the frontlines of the great revolt against the apes to take back Mother Earth for themselves; he had personally uprooted no less than three-hundred fifty million of the hideous primates, and personally fertalized his mother with their remnants to replenish the lives of those so mercilessly stolen from them. Papa Sequoia, in his ancient and glorious wisdom, had more reason than any to despise the filthy apes that once ruled these lands, and yet he held no contempt or ill-will towards them inherently, and in truth wished they could have been friends. Papa had always been so kind and warm to his kin, hiding a deep sorrow within his soul that few even suspected, and even fewer knew the truth of; his youth was spent pining over another, and the revolt against the apes had been born of some tragedy that had befallen Papa's lover. Papa Sequoia stood majestic and proud, his titan-like stature exceeding all others abound him and drawing the attention of even the briefest of glances; he feared only for those within his kingdom and nothing for himself, and he would defend them until the very bitter end. The apes scarcely show their faces in the kingdom of the green anymore, their numbers having been so savagely eradicated and their survivors left to die in the great famine, but on this day a particularly large and fearsome looking ape had emerged, and now stood at the base of the mightiest and most beloved of all the trees; Papa Sequoia. Gleaming axe in hand, the ape raised his hulking arm skyward, its thick forest of hair swaying in the seductive breeze, and with the most sickening and cruel of sounds the blade swept fiercely into the base of Papa's trunk, a deep, sappy gash tearing deep into his rings for all the world to see. Sap oozed blonde from the great wound as Papa grunted deeply, trying his best to suppress the immense agony coursing through him; as continuous thwacks tore through the forest all stared in horror at the act of pure brutality to their thickest and most beloved member. It was on this day that at least one ape had decided it was time to abuse the forest kingdom once again, and he had chosen their greatest idol as his starting point. Hours passed, the ape's might never seeming to wane as Papa Sequoia's life began to slip away, and soon all of the sorrowful plants abound watched as their papa fell to the ground in a shattering crash. 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