In the dim silence it seemed that it was all over, unless one was patient enough to observe that the fire across the room looked hazy when looking across the dais. Sex He moved his hips so that she could reach his huge rigid cock. With a beaming grin and a furrowed brow he grabbed her leg and dragged her to the edge of the raised platform. His scent acted to make her a steaming mosaic of engorged, taut, and yielding flesh. They were supreme
in holding the tigress/whore on the precipice of ecstasy awaiting the beast. In a few hours the two lust mad entities could be seen rematerializing. His moans were a soft low growling. The lesser satyrs used all of their profound knowledge to tease her mortal flesh to a feverish boiling heat of liquid wanton need. She gave a low animal moan and spread her legs farther apart revealing that her swollen womanhood was drenched in musky juice; the Great Satyr licked his lips and buried his head between her legs, his burning agile tongue consuming her sweating cunt. In a few hours the two lust mad entities could be seen rematerializing. Suddenly, for a barely perceptible second, they stopped moving, THEN THEY STARTED SHUDDERING AND SCREAMING, SHOUTING AND MOANING, POETIC AND FILTHY LANGUAGE FILLED THE AIR.
