Posted by Extranjero on November 12, 2003 at 11:01:23:
In Reply to: Gamebirds posted by Extranjero on November 12, 2003 at 10:58:37:
Susie’s face was pinched and pale, her cheek against Fran’s thigh. Her closed eyes didn’t flicker as a hand went sifting through her short fair hair. The roots were mousy brown, just like her tidy pubic tuft. In death, her vanity had been laid bare.
The archer hauled the drooping body up onto its knees, and Susie’s mouth dropped open gormlessly. The arrow still protruded from the centre of her chest. He stared down at her plump, unmoving breasts. Then he drew her close and slid his cock into her mouth. He fancied that she made a sated sound. Her waxen bosom joggled as he worked himself against her. Her eyes stayed closed, as if in ecstasy.
He was barely aware of his companion, fondling, nuzzling, masturbating Fran. The monk had taken off his robe. The dark-haired pixie flopped in his embrace. He tongued her rosy nipple, then bit into her soft breast, and Fran’s loose head fell back submissively. “Serves you right …” he gasped “… for being a greedy little piglet.” He teased the sticky cleft between her thighs.
The first man rolled his aching cock around the dead blonde’s mouth. His fingers gripped her short hair as he came. What felt like a gout of cum was pumped down Susie’s throat. Her body quivered with his final thrusts.
The second archer hauled Fran’s pelvis up and slid inside her. Her slick vagina sheathed his iron cock. The arrow buried in her chest poked up towards the ceiling, as rigidly erect as his own flesh. He grunted and began to pump. She jiggled in the chair, her features sullen as her body jerked.
In moments he had come as well, erupting deep into her velvet core. He finished himself off lovingly, then pulled himself back out. Fran’s pink pussy glistened like a foxglove as she sprawled. Her miserable face was turned aside.
The first man had withdrawn as well, but Susie’s slack mouth seemed agape for more. The archer smiled and pinched her breasts, then let her slither down between Fran’s legs.