Ox tugged away from Madre's grasp, his enraged eyes ever so slightly calming yet not once leaving his adversary; "Feelin' ain't mutual." With that, Ox turned his back on the woman and made his way into the darkness. Bird shifted position to the other side of Rhino, still firmly grasping his engorged member as she called out, "Ox! Where are you going!?" A booming voice called back from the distance before entirely fading, "Y'all can do what you want. I've got important shit to do." Madre looked at the remaining three, her voice now deeply inviting, almost maternal, "Oh, what a shame... Alas, men will be men. As for the rest of you... I believe we were discussing names?" Bird, once again, was the first to speak up, "I'm Bird! This is Rhino and that's Bloodhound... you said your name was M-Madre?" The longer she spoke to her, being drawn in by her surreal trance, the more the timid Bird could feel herself growing flustered and unsure of herself; her nerves overtook her and, without thinking, she tensely clenched her hands. Rhino let out a deep gasp, his body trembling as he could hold himself no longer, and thick semen spilled from the head of his manhood all over Bird's side and hand. The young woman's eyes widened sharply, her body instinctfully backing away to look at the mess which Rhino had just made, and now all attention was on the two of them. "Rhino, what the hell!?" No words could leave the heavy set man's lips as he trembled, his face flush deeper red than he had ever known as his orgasmic fluid continued to drip from his member into the grass. Bloodhound was in disbelief, unsure of how to respond to such a scenario, but it was Madre who broke the silence; Indian Girls Fucking "Oh dear... Couldn't contain yourself, sweetie?" Those broad hips swayed their way towards Rhino, her attention now fully set upon him as he desperately tried to find words, "I-I... Sh-she w-... I m-mean I..." "Shhhhh... No need to explain yourself." An ungloved hand reached downward and two fingers delicately grazed the head of Rhino's deflating member; Madre slowly raised the sticky fingertips towards her mask, reached beneath, arabian porn and a deep suction could be heard upon them. Rhino all but fainted, his knees growing weak and shaking, his head feeling lighter than air. Madre leaned in close, pressing her huge breasts just above the man's large gut, and whispered softly through their masks, "Fertile..." With that, she turned her back to Rhino, pressed her sizable ass against his manhood, and faced the others. "Perhaps... the three of us should get to know each other a little better. Unfortunately, the current military was just a fraction of what it was before the war. In and out she jammed her finger, loving the role of the aggressor and knowing she would be given the same treatment back. And with now her only in her bra, as the panties had come off, too. “Half of them? They told the driver where we were going and immediately after that there were hands all over me. I could feel breath on my neck as hands were exploring every inch of my body. Brock returned to me with some trinket in his hand. With both hands, she held the knife up to him like an offering and, with a grim smile, he bent down to take the hilt. That wonderful friction built and built between us. They heard her shout that she deserved your cherry, that she was going to take it. After a few very nice minutes Jon said, “Vanessa, you win, I managed to get my whole fist in you a full 30 seconds before I could get my other fist into arabian porn Vicky. Her tail curled and writhed as she waited Indian Girls Fucking for me to feed her. Of course, John has about a million questions for Diane, all of which centered around what they did to her. He couldn’t resist but grip her hips to help guide her down until her pussy lips were pressed down around the base of his cock. “Supply vessels,” he says.