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Not to mention the dried seed that was all over her, in her hair, dripping from her lips, smearing her once-perfect makeup. The insatiable cravings for Daisy began to turn more insane. One had already been pumping his horse cock in her pussy while making her ride him as he lay on his back, another a beaded cock in her ass as he mounted her from behind. Then a third satyr, began trying to force his own cock in her occupied giant pussy. He kept pushing inwards stretching her out even more. Though he was only able to fit the head in, a slave seemed eager to assist him in filling Daisy with more filth. She stroked the man, milking his cock. They truly were animals, each filling her up trying to flush out the previous load with their own. Her time to think was short, though. She was riding a nice, big cock and had another man mounting her from asain behind and fucking her tight little ass. She gasped when the other man came over and tried to force himself into her cunt with the other. "Fuck," she moaned out and moved her leg to try and help. The head popped in and she groaned loudly. "Good boys, share that cunt," she cooed and smirked. As the other female tried to help, she did the tits same and stroked him happily. "Now share that cum round with me." Daisy was gone for the time period. She didn't know if she'd come back from this, but she'd done many drugs in her life and she knew the way they could make you feel. It trapped you in the time you're in at the moment and makes you feel like there can huge be nothing else after that. But there always is. Even consumed with lust as she was, she could manage a few of these thoughts. If she made it out of this place, she'd be okay. She knew she had to be. Lust was just another form of drug. Mister O had reached a point that he couldn't continue further away, the pain was too idol great. He also found the closer he returned towards the statue the pain would subside. But there was cost, he also felt a darkness brewing inside him. He was no hero, not the knight in shining armor, nor the hero coming to save the day. He definitely was nothing in comparison to Prince Charming. Instead he was a vengeful warrior with a dark reckoning. Even his past life of romance was anything but romance. "Couldn't sleep. Then she asked, round “What girl?” tits That one’s done, do the other.” The giant satyr simply obeyed which was very encouraging. She sighed with the relief from the stress asain in her arms and legs. huge That is if you still want to go on?” He picked her slightly heavier form up and brought her eye level. “Holy shit, is she one of those animal people?!” he exclaimed. Especially with Annalee. As I pass the three-point line, idol Arthur brings the defensive help, so I bounce it to Austin. Her dress hiked way up her legs and she adjusted herself saying: “My panties got tight,” then moving and reaching under her dress to straighten them. Girls do it too, you know.” Moving on. So, what do we do now?" asked Lorraine. She seemed hurt by that comment. It didn’t last as long as I had hoped. Stop.