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When it had become too much to keep up with and she was at the end of herself her mind had reasserted itself but until then only the sex had mattered. With Diana truly preoccupied by the rutting the satyr was giving her Ada began to watch the show the pair of tattoos were putting on. She felt terrible about inadvertently giving Diana the satyr but it was a relief to not have the dilemma he created any longer. At the same time she was jealous of him and missed him a little already. While she was watching and thinking the young woman was spreading her legs farther apart, bending her knees slightly, and gathering handfuls of bedding in order to more forcefully drive back into her attendant. The odor of her wetness and exertions began to fill the air. Ada remained in place on top of Diana with the firm young breasts in her hands and Diana’s bottom butting Ada’s groin. The strenuous sex was so reminiscent of her first time with the satyr and she was shocked to realize it had only been a day, it seemed like so much more time had passed. Diana reached her first climax, it was obvious by the way her head raised up and the sounds she was making reached a higher pitch. She didn’t stop though or even slow down which didn’t surprise Ada at all. The only real change was her breathing, Diana had begun to pant in a way that didn’t allow for such mundane noises as grunting and moaning. Ada knew all too well what that felt like. The satyr was riding Diana at a gallop now, the woman was lost in it and helplessly along for the ride. Ada hadn’t been able to understand how Mike could hold himself back while she was delirious with sexual urgency once the satyr had touched her. Now with the satyr Big Boobs on Diana she realized how sexually exhausted she was from her time with him. Diana began to strain and labor as the minutes passed with Ada continuing to watch the two tattoos. Suddenly she screamed into the pillows, ‘That’s number two’. Ada thought. She noticed the satyr’s little goat tail and how it twitched with the rapid teen movement of his hips. She saw how his horns lifted a little with each thrust into his prone lover. The two dimensional Diana who had also been actively rocking with enthusiasm was barely moving now and like the geisha her hair had come undone to hang in her face. “He will probably have her until she passes out.’ Ada thought. The Diana under him looked as played out as the real Diana was but she was still trying to keep up. Ada decided to help things along and dragged one hand out from under the young woman. She did the thing that had helped her when she erotic was desperate for it to babe end, she stroked the satyr down his back and over his woolly ass. She was about to do it again when she noticed that he had stopped. He was grinning at her again. Unexpectedly he rose from the tattoo woman, who like the real woman had by then become less responsive. He moved quickly over Diana’s sexy shoulder and out of sight, still erect as ever. “Can’t believe you finally stopped.” Diana panted. Her head shifted from side to side. You can imagine the impact those peep shows had on Shelly . . . I didn't know her hair was such an exciting color.” She moaned in delight as I slid the teen tip of my dick down her crack, moving lower and lower. And how to do it where we might get caught? Should I continue to worry about something happening to one of the house members? Someone said: “We need to slide her to the edge”. Unaffected by the blaze surrounding them, they marched steadily sexy forward, heavy steel boots clanking on the marble floor as they advanced. That smell must have smelled good to the pink people, but I found it less than appealing. He started Let’s go to your bedroom.” I say gently. I don’t know if he knew what was going on but the bulge in his shorts told me that he’d enjoyed it. Katie said boys strip them my sluts don’t get to wear clothes. Saw bits and pieces. I'm part of this project too. A little cum leaked out of her nose and the corner of her mouth as she swallowed the rest of it and looked at me with dazed eyes. I laughed, "why thank you, daughter." A really small, tightly compacted motorhome with barely enough room to Big Boobs move. And then Vasiliki understood everything. “Let me;” one of his mates said, “it’s our fault for dragging him to the bar.” When they broke Dakota took Tina by the hand and led her to erotic the dining area. He's become like a son to me…. My pussy babe juices gushed out of me. a fork, a screwdriver. I had arrested it promising her that I'd remove it as soon as I finished Ukobach.