Library time is pussy eating time

My body lurched violently back and forth, my hips squirming in a desperate dance, my ass squishing against the men behind me and below me. I squeaked out strained notes of delight, my eyes watering from the choking. Dafian pounded into me relentlessly, brutally spreading my soft petals and stretching my taint. It felt like they were trying to rip the membrane between my channels, their girths rubbing in contest against the tender flesh that divided my womanhood from my rectum, sending lightning bolts of sharp pleasure ripping through my pelvis. Dafian released my throat and filled his hands with my breasts, his hot body oppressive and suffocating against me, driving into the muscular torso of the man behind me, trapping me. I was helpless to it all, a great weakness ballooning from my ravaged holes, the lassitude turning my limbs to jelly until I could do naught but hold onto Dafian’s strong shoulders and exalt breathlessly into his chest. My mind was cast into a fugue state of ecstasy, and I stared with drool hanging from my mouth at Arbor. The forest spirit was a celebration of seduction. Like a mother doting upon her children, she tended to each of the high-elf women with tenderness and care. Each caress of her hand, lick of her tongue and probing of her tail further eased the expressions of fear and confusion that marred their portraits, and left them with faces relaxed in bliss, their pale lips parted to yield contented moans. Two elves laid on their backs, their legs bent and splayed lazily to accept Arbor’s hands, her fingers gently penetrating the slit and anus of each, her thumbs sensually massaging the engorged pearls from their pink hoods. Their petals glistened with the nectar of their pleasure, webbing Arbor’s purple fingers in their lust. The third woman was bent over between them, her face shifting lazily in the grass as she reached back to spread her supple cheeks. Arbor doted upon each of her holes, planting her face into the tantalizing crack and closing her eyes to savor the flavor. She straddled the last elf, and used her pointed tail to Cartoons deeply invade her anus as she pressed their frothing flowers together, the delicate flesh smearing clear honey between their splayed legs. The elf seemed to be hypnotized by the serpentine motion of Arbor’s belly as it flexed and undulated above her gyrating hips, the flat, smooth expanse shadowed by the bobbing domes of Arbor’s breasts, whose nipples grazed her face. The nymph males soon joined in, sensually guiding the elves into their seduction. I watched in fascination as each elf girl accepted the men, allowing them to fill the hentai vacant holes Arbor left for them. Soon the four elf girls were stuffed to capacity, their gangbangs not violent like mine, but slow, and gentle, a graceful dance of perversion that was only meant to please. One by one, the elf girls succumbed to the indulgence of excess, and feasted without shame upon the flesh of man. Arbor retreated into a bed of her daughters, and she too was filled to capacity, with tender sucks and gentle fists that stretched her open. I gazed my own pleasure at her. She looked back at me with half-mast eyes, her full lips parted in a blissful smile, her hands gently stroking the hair of the daughters nursing from her. Her pale, purple skin glistened with a sheen of sweat, her chest rose and fell with deep, sensual breaths, her pussy and ass gaped delectably from the hands inside of her. He swelled thicker in her mouth, longer. My chest was glistening in sweat and my hair was a mess. My soul drifted from my body. The girls I'd enjoyed in Cartoons here flashed through my mind. I should have stopped this a year ago! I'll be honest, we only expected Mindy, but I'm sure things will work out even better with the two of you downstairs." She tried to think of what to do, this was the worst thing that had hentai ever happened and it was likely going to get worse. “Now how should I feed my little bird her well earned treat?” Leona grabbed Fletchling by her talon feet spread the Pokemorph's legs farther apart. “Not necessary Son, that’s what I got when we stopped at Walgreen’s.” He in-turn, kissed her back putting a bit of ketchup on her cheek, which made both giggles as well as the rest of the table.