Down in the Woods

An overgrown barrier of trees surrounded the bowl shaped quarry, a secluded place where a young girl spent her time and found happiness. In the years since she had ran away from her violent parents the woman became one with herself and her natural surroundings; a place where Mother Nature was queen here among the broken rocks and overgrown trees. No other person knew the quarry was here. Once it provided stone for the town built over the hill populated by gold miners, now abandoned. With the gold veins exhausted the town was derelict along with the quarry workings.

Her home was literally a rock or a series of them; one slab of stone rested upon another at a forty-five degree angle in a corner of the quarry. Trees grew in front of the entrance to the little hole giving privacy and seclusion, a cover of woven matting served as a door. On the dirt floor other matting gave a degree of comfort from the damp earth but not taking away the closeness of nature. Furniture wise there was space for a single roughly made wooden chair, a similar wooden bed raised one foot off the earth for comfort with a fabric mattress filled with leaves and straw to keep the temperate climate at bay and lastly, stone shelves holding food, flints, iron knives and other basic utensils. Pot jars held grain, honey and herbs; a fabric bag held food supplies and cured animal skins contained water. A small fire cooked the food.

Who lived like this, close to the natural world? It was home to a hardy young woman of the forest, a social outcast who shunned towns and cities and their busy ignorant folk who were the populace. Her contact with other people was minimal but that was soon to change. Her name was Meeak and she loved being in the forest. She liked eating honey. This was her favourite food.

***

One day Meeak was out picking daisy’s in an area she’d never visited before, when she found a stone house situated deep within the woodland by an old lake. Why was it here? Carefully placing her flowers down, she entered the small blood red wooden door. Her stomach grumbled and her pussy itched in anticipation, what would be inside? This is like a cock entering my sacred tunnel, a mystery of feelings before the action begins, she mused. Slowly Meeak pushed at the rough door, ignoring her distracting erotic thoughts. There was resistance at first but a harder shove breached the barrier to the inside and the darkness that lay within.

Slowly she entered the small one floor green painted house. It took several long seconds for her eyes to become accustomed to the dark, in this time she was vulnerable to anyone lying in wait. Was there anybody waiting with an axe, ready for just such an opportunity? Damn! It’s so bloody dark, where’s the light? This could be a charnel house and I’d never know it.

Nothing bad happened to Meeak, her head wasn’t cleaved from her shoulders by a deranged redneck woodman high on magic mushrooms or shot full of buckshot from a double barrel shotgun. Only darkness and silence greeted the girl. Carefully she walked with one foot in front of the other, her hands held out for support. By a wall she felt a length of fabric; she guessed this must be a curtain covering a window. In a swift movement Meeak drew it to the side and light illuminated the room. Looking around her she saw the small cottage was sparsely furnished like her own rock shelter. A small three seat table with chairs in the middle of the floor, a shelf of old worn paperback novels by the wall, a little sink and rusty tap in the corner with unwashed pots piled up haphazardly and an iron stove. Where are the people who live here? Oh look! Their food is still on the table! Why would they leave it like that, uneaten? I must try some. Stepping over to the table Meeak pulled out a chair and sat down.

Her stomach grumbled hungrily so she tried the food in the first bowl, spoon in one hand she ate a mouthful. Almost immediately a look of despair and annoyance graced her pretty face.  Cold salted porridge! What type of dickhead puts salt in porridge instead of sugar? Yuk, this is awful! thought Meeak spitting out half of her mouthful, struggling to swallow the rest with a grimace. Kicking over the chair she left that bowl. They must be tapped in the fucking head to eat that!

Now standing she moved over to the second seat, not bothering to sit down. What will be in this porridge? Reaching out she picked up the bowl and spoon. Feeling heat through the bottom of the bowl and seeing steam rise from the yellow coloured meal told Meeak this was hot, quite an opposite. Carefully she held the spoon and tested some. At first the heat hid the taste, would it be okay? No, it wasn’t! Too hot and full of pepper! She sneezed twice and dropped the bowl, half of the contents spilled onto the hard wood table and the spoon fell to the floor.

The law of averages has got to be with me this time, third time lucky they say! Meeak grinned, plonking her shapely arse upon the table. For a few seconds she looked down to the remaining bowl, studying it for any sign of bad taste or stupid ingredients. She saw none. It’s now or never! One mouthful educated her upon what type porridge this was; it was just right! Greedily she ate more, enjoying the sugar and perfect temperature. A drop of porridge fell onto her light blue summer dress. Distracted she put the bowl down and wiped it off with her hand, then licked it. Lovely! But that porridge has made me all tired. Oh, I must lie down. Where are the beds? This house has only one room.

Tiredly getting up, Meeak walked round the small room, not seeing any beds or sleeping area. Frowning at the strangeness of this, she spotted a round handle on the floor along with a faint outline of a trapdoor. I wonder...

Kneeling down she took the black iron handle in one hand and turned it. With a screeching noise it moved. Struggling to lift the door Meeak was sure this was where the beds were. The door moved a few inches; it was too heavy for her to open kneeling down. She moved and stood up. Holding the ring she grunted and used her strength, very slowly she managed to open the large wooden door. When it was fully open she descended down steps carved into the very rock of the ground. Above her, the door slowly closed. Underground it wasn’t dark like the main room because a single large candle lit the scene.

There are the beds, three of them of different sizes. I’ll try the middle one first. Lying down on the middle small size bed, Meeak stretched out to her full height of five foot six inches. Her head banged on the headboard and her toes grated, catching on the end of the bed. Too small! This is no bloody good! The bed is a bit small though it’s quite comfy.

Quickly jumping down she went to the end bed. It was a huge thing as wide as she was tall and a good seven feet long. This looks large enough to accommodate me, no problem! Meeak jumped onto it and quickly wished she hadn’t! The large quilt covered a slate mattress. She caught her elbows and swore, “What the fuck? It’s made of stone, this can’t be right.” Moving the covers back confirmed this; a thin brown sheet covered a stone slab that was the “mattress.”

“Well now, let’s see if it’s third time lucky like with the porridge. It really jarred my elbows, damn stupid stone bed!” she grumbled, moving to the remaining bed. Of medium length and width, it looked promising but that didn’t mean anything, she had to try it.

Here I go! Meeak wearily thought, holding the quilt cover and lifting it back. Testing the firmness of the bed with her hand satisfied her it was fine. Taking off her flimsy summer dress, Meeak was very naked. She climbed into bed and fell asleep. This bed was just right!

***

Upstairs, the owners of the house had returned after a trip into the forest. There was an immediate commotion when they found their porridge had been eaten!

“Look at that, someone has taken a big mouthful of my cold salted porridge. Who would do such a cruel thing? And they’ve kicked my chair over,” cried Mamma bear. She was from Red China and not a female bear or even woman at all but a male transvestite in drag.

“And look at the mess of my hot pepper porridge,” whimpered Daddy bear. “It’s all over the table and the spoon it cast upon the dirty floor.” His six foot eight inch frame shook while he quietly cried, sadness covered his African features.

“Stop complaining you two!” screamed Baby bear in anger. “My porridge, my sweet sugar porridge has all gone! Every single bit of it. Who would be so unkind to do that, eat it all?” His English teenage face was red with anger, no more kiddy bear now!

“So much for our meal after making a porn film in the forest,” complained Mamma bear.

“Get the support crew to make some more then. I’ll be damned if I’m doing it,” snarled Daddy bear.

“And I’m no ones slave,” retorted Baby bear.

“Well fuck this for a game of pornstars, I’m tired and need to sleep. I’ll be downstairs if you need me,” said Mamma bear, walking over to the trap door. In seconds she lifted it and was out of sight.

***

Downstairs Meeak woke from her deep sleep, hearing raised voices. Who the hell is that? Just then the heavy trap door opened and someone came down the stone stairs! Motherfucker! They’ll see me, I’m screwed.

“Who the hell are you? What are you doing in Mamma bear’s bed?” asked Baby bear, looking directly at the figure that was sleepily moving under the covers.

Pulling the quilt back Meeak struggled to focus in the candle light, rubbing her tired eyes she saw a strange figure. She screamed loudly and clutched the quilt in fear. They’ve caught me, who the fuck is that? A bear!

“Don’t hurt me!” begged Meeak, fear evident in her voice.

“Mamma bear, Daddy bear, come quickly. I’ve found who ate our porridge. Hurry!” shouted Baby bear up the stairs.

Sounds of footsteps on the floor above and hurried voices were followed by the trap door being flung open.

“Coming Baby bear,” replied Mamma bear, as she ran down the stairs.

“Look who’s been sleeping in your bed,” said Baby bear, pointing to the shaking naked girl who was in Mamma bear’s bed.

“Who are you? Look at the mess you’ve made of my bed,” scolded Mamma bear while she glared at the girl.

“And I see my bed hasn’t escaped your attention either,” added Daddy bear. “Was my slate mattress too hard for you? What a shame!”

“She’s tried my bed too,” noticed Baby bear, none too happy.

“Please, let me explain!” whispered Meeak.

“Yes, you better explain, hadn’t you? First you make a mess upstairs with our porridge and completely ate Baby bear’s porridge. What have you got to say for yourself then?” insisted Daddy bear. Being well over six feet tall, he was an imposing figure.

Meeak looked directly at Mamma bear, needing an ally. She was less threatening. “I live at the other side of the forest. I was out walking and saw your nice little house. I was hungry and tired. I’m so very sorry for any trouble I’ve caused. Really, please believe me,” cried Meeak, hiding behind the quilt cover.

“Okay then. That sounds believable. The question is what are we to do with you?” Mamma bear gruffly said.

“What will you do with me? Please don’t eat me!” replied the defenceless girl. What the fuck? Why are they all bears and how can bears speak? Why is Mamma bear a bloke? What is this shit?      

“Yes indeed. I think we should fuck her and have a foursome. What do you all reckon?” Daddy bear laughed. He reached up and removed his bear’s costume head. His African features were even more ferocious than the bear; he was a tough looking man.

 “Yes, I think a foursome is a nice idea, I’m for it,” confirmed Mamma bear. She removed her costume head and laughed madly. “You thought I was a female bear? You’re wrong! I’m a transvestite from Communist Red China!”    

“Oh, I don’t know. I’ve only made love once,” Baby bear hesitated. With fumbling fingers he took off his costume head.                                             

“You’re all people dressed like bears. What the hell are you doing?” gasped Meeak in alarm.

“Yes we are,” confirmed Daddy bear, addressing Meeak. To Baby bear he said, “Come on Baby bear, you’ll like it. Don’t be shy.”

“Okay then,” agreed Baby bear.

“We’re the three bears and you’re Goldilocks and you’re trespassing in our house. You ate our porridge and slept in our beds. That’s who we are,” announced Mamma bear smiling.

“That’s bullshit, I don’t believe you,” shouted Meeak. “And I’m not your Goldilocks, my name is Meeak.”

“Really? You don’t believe us. Well it’s true, we’re the three bears. We were making a porn film when we had technical problems. Now we can’t do the film but we still want to fuck. Are you up for it? I must say, Meeak is a nice name,” Mamma bear added, filling in the fact for the confused girl.

“You look old enough to make love. Think you can handle the three of us?” Daddy bear asked.

“Yes, I’m old enough. I’m twenty two today actually,” said Meeak, not confirming she would fuck them all. Never had three bears, I mean people, make love to me before. Could be fun.

“Well, do you want to have a foursome?” insisted Baby bear, taking the initiative. His young seventeen year old face lit up.

“Yes, why not? I’ve never had three people before. Let’s do it!” replied the girl, letting go of the quilt which slid to the floor revealing her nakedness. She was lovely.

“My oh my! You have a lovely body!” gasped Daddy bear. He stripped out of his bear suit and stood there naked, his nine inch black cock twitching up and down.

Mamma bear did likewise and was soon naked. His small cock was three inches when hard. It’s not the size that counts, its how you use it.

“Hey, wait for me then, don’t leave me out,” moaned Baby bear, attempting to take his bear suit off. He was all fingers and thumbs but managed it when Meeak leapt off the bed and came to help him. Her fingers undid the Velcro fasteners and he was stark bollock naked.

“There you go, now we’re all naked and ready for action!” chuckled Meeak. She embraced Baby bear and kissed him on the lips, her hand moved down to grasp his medium size cock. It went hard.

“Oh my, that feels great,” whispered Baby bear. He was not going to back out now!

“Let’s get to the bed. I think Mamma bear’s bed coz it’s more comfy than the rest,” observed Daddy bear.

“Yes, lets use it,” Mamma bear said.

Meeak led Baby bear over to the bed and set about his cock, sucking it and rubbing his balls. Daddy and Mamma bear got into their bi-sexual side and wanked each other off.

“What does your name mean?” asked Baby bear. He could just about think straight due to his impending orgasm. Looking at the sexy young woman before him made his dick pulse with energy.

“It means Lover in the Forest,” answered Meeak, speeding up her hand action. Her other tickled his balls. She was gentle but could be a feisty minx if need be.

“That’s a nice name, I like the meaning of it,” Daddy bear added, kissing his Chinese partner in crime who nodded in agreement.

“Cheers Daddy bear,” replied Meeak. “So you make many adult films then?”

“We’ve done eight in total. We film them outdoors and like to use old fairytales as inspiration. We did a nice dark story based on one of Grimm’s stories,” explained Daddy bear. Turning to his friend, he added, “Oh Mamma bear, I’m ready to spunk up now. Right now!”

“Go on big boy, show me what you’ve got!” added Mamma bear. His hand moved with unreal speed. It was a wonder he didn’t rip Daddy bear’s foreskin to shreds. Seconds later spunk erupted and jetted all over Daddy bear’s balls, stomach and on Mamma bear’s hand. Mamma bear stopped wanking and licked the warm white cum. Daddy bear still wanked Mamma bear off to complete their sex act; it was no use being selfish. Two minutes later Mummy bear shot his cum. Daddy bear bowed his head and caught most of it in his mouth. Licking his lips and smiling showed his happiness.

“That was cool,” congratulated Mamma bear. “You do a good hand job Daddy bear.”

“I know,” he confirmed. “Look how Baby bear and Meeak are getting on. It’s enough to make me hard again,” pointed out Daddy bear.

“Yes, quite something isn’t it?” commented the other.

Meeak slowly tossed Baby bear off, making him hold back so he wouldn’t orgasm. She appeared to be good at this. Smiling, she said, “You think we go well together?”

“Yes we do. You’re good at this. We look forward to see what else you can do. Maybe you’d like to be in one of our blue movies? Have a think about it,” complimented Daddy bear.

Mamma bear nodded, “Yes, do join us for a movie shoot.”

“I’m so glad you think I’m so good. Baby bear likes it, don’t you my love? And yes, I’d love to be in an adult film with you all,” replied the girl, her brown eyes mischievously flashing. Was her innocence an illusion?

“Oh Meeak, this feels so good. I’m shooting my load now,” Baby bear blurted out, his silence broken. His cum erupted all over Meeak’s titties and belly. Pushing her back onto the bed, Baby bear knelt down and licked it all up like he was drinking his first pint of beer.

Not to be out done, Daddy bear went down between Meeak’s open legs and lapped her nice bald pussy. His six inch tongue explored every bit of her sacred place, making her buck and moan in utter exhilaration. It tasted so good! Mamma bear moved around to Meeak’s head and rubbed his small Chinese cock on her cheek. It left a wet stain. Turning her head Meeak put it in her mouth and sucked him off. 

Baby bear finished licking his spunk off Meeak; he rubbed his cock between her small breasts and over her nipples. Slowly he went hard again. He never took his eyes off the hot maiden before him. Just wait till I boast to my mates that I had a really hot woman in the forest. Better than making a gay porn film with us dressed like bears!

Nobody spoke, for the first time it was quiet. Everyone was busy with Meeak. Mamma bear getting a blow job, Daddy bear eating pussy and Baby bear titting her up. She appeared to like it!

Never had this much attention before. If we can do this on film it’d be something different and captured for posterity. Oh, this feels so good. Having my fanny licked it so lush! Meeak dreamily thought. I’m nearly coming, oh my God. Meeak screamed long and hard when she came. Her orgasm washed over, never ending, becoming her and she became her orgasm. It lasted forever.

***

Penetration occurred now. Daddy bear placed his large black cock up Meeak. She was moist from having recently cum. It slid right in, a little large but its owner knew how to use it. He pumped in a steady rhythm, keeping his eyes open so he wouldn’t miss any action. This is just right, a good session with a nice lady of the woods.

Mamma bear was coming into Meeak’s mouth now, his blowjob almost over. Climaxing, he groaned and swore in Chinese. Not even the best Shanghai hooker sucks dick this well!

Meeak sucked Mamma bear dry, swallowing every bit of spunk. There was a lot considering the small size of his cock and balls but so much cum! Pulling his pecker out of her mouth, he got time out. His legs were aching with cramp, so he settled back on the edge of the bed to watch Daddy bear make love to Meeak.

Baby bear rubbed his dick between Meeak’s breasts, he held both of them together to get more sensation with one hand but had little room with Daddy bear making love to her. He managed though, gasping, “This feels fucking ace!”

“I bet it does though not as good as making love to Meeak,” replied Daddy bear. “You can go next if Meeak wants you second.”

“Fine,” replied Baby bear. “Is that okay Meeak?”

“Yes it is. Shut up and get on with what you’re doing. I’m coming again,” she retorted, not liking the interruption. Typical guys! Always asking questions when I’m in the middle of something important. But it feels so good, black cock is bloody good. A bit big though!

Daddy bear pumped away for all he was worth, his large bit of meat bringing satisfaction to both parties. His orgasm was on the way, he wanted his seed inside Meeak so he could claim another notch on his bedpost. Here we go! Oh fucking hell, Meeak!

“Come on, come on Daddy bear. You’re the daddy! Give it to me, give it to me,” gasped Meeak, urging the black man on. Daddy bear pushed Baby bear out of the way so he was able to fuck Meeak more aggressively.

Baby bear swore he almost came between Meeak’s tits. Now he’d wait to go second after greedy Daddy bear finished. The huge blackman did as he was told and placed his seed right up the young woman; she wrapped her legs round his muscled body, holding on for dear life. Meeak could hardly match his moves so she lied back and took his pounding. Finally it was over. That was quite something! I wish Baby bear wasn’t in the way.

“You were amazing,” commented Meeak. “Your dick filled my entire pussy.”

“You were pretty good yourself,” said Daddy bear. Turning to Baby bear, he soothed, “Come on mate, sorry for pushing you out of the way. Now you can finish her off.”

“I was annoyed but its okay. My turn to shag her now then,” replied Baby bear, getting on top of Meeak when Daddy bear withdrew.

***

“Come on Baby bear, come and fuck me,” enticed Meeak. She opened her legs as widely as possible. Baby bear needed only one invitation, his medium size weapon cruised home. All thoughts of annoyance and his unfinished tit wank were forgotten, he was on the home run now!

“Oh my love,” whispered Baby bear. She did feel good.

“Go on lad, give it to her,” Mamma bear commented, playing with his own cock. He was next.

Daddy bear smiled and watched the couple have sex. It was plain to see that Baby bear wasn’t very experienced making love but he did his best; his thrusts were a little uneven and out of time. Deep into Meeak’s pussy followed by a groan, interrupted by short thrusts where his cock came out of her hole. He’ll get the hang of it, more practice and he’ll be an expert like me. He’s fine with men though, shame we couldn’t do our film in the woods. What a time for the camera to stop working. Seeing this more than makes up for it.

“You feel nice and wet. How am I doing?” said Baby bear. He pumped away more steadily now.

“Just fine lad. Keep up that speed, you’ll satisfy me more that way. My pussy is wet from Daddy bear’s cum and my own juices. I’m nearly coming now,” whispered Meeak into the English lad’s ear. She nibbled it, not resisting such a chance.

“I will. Oh, that’s nice. Don’t stop!” he replied, liking his ear nibbled. Pumping away for all he was worth, mapping out the rhythm in his head, Baby bear knew he was doing the right thing when he heard Meeak start to moan. I love her nibbling my ear, it feels so nice. But her pussy is so fucking lush!

Meeak closed her eyes and matched his actions, willing her orgasm to be here and bit his ear harder. Noticing him yelp like an injured puppy, she kissed his ear instead and moved her hips quickly. It’s here, oh God! I’m going to come!

“Watch this Mamma bear,” commented Daddy bear, glancing to the Chink who sat on the side of the bed scratching his balls.

“Yes, quite something. I never knew Baby bear had it in him!” replied Mamma bear. He wanted to fuck Meeak too.

“Looks like they’re both coming together,” Daddy bear observed.

Meeak came in a roar of ecstasy and shouted long and loud. Her finger nails scratched Baby bear on his back, long deep bloody furrow appeared on his back. She bucked her body and felt the young lad hold on for dear life. He shouted and she actually felt his warm cum shoot up into her cunt. Actually felt it! He’s a good fuck, considering he’s only a teenager.

Baby bear shot his spunk up the slightly older lady before him, he groaned and struggled for breath, wincing when Meeak’s nails cut deeply into his back. In the dying seconds of his orgasm he thrust into her with unbelievable power, not stopping until both of them had cum and exhausted their orgasms and themselves. Finally it was over; the couple collapsed into each others arms, totally fucked.

“Yes, quite something. I love seeing someone else fuck in front of me,” Daddy bear said.

Mamma bear nodded. He was next!

***

Finally it was Mamma bear’s turn. He’d patiently waited while his two mates had shagged Meeak. With her body well used and ready to go, he was on the edge of something big. Looking down he saw his small penis twitch, Okay little man, now it’s time. Don’t let me down.

“Are you ready Mamma bear?” teased Meeak, inviting him with a solitary raised finger.

He saw her smile like a devil and he nodded in reply. Wanking himself with three pulls on his cock confirmed it. Time to go!

Meeak stood up by the side of the bed, she said, “I want to go on top. Get on the bed.”

“Okay mistress,” replied Mamma bear, humbly. He lied down on the bed.

Meeak climbed on top of him and felt for his little cock. Where is it? China men are so small! There he is. Finding his dick, she slowly worked on it, trying to make it larger. Slowly wanking him, gripping his balls and squeezing his bell end. No, it’s full size now. Very carefully she lowered herself upon Mamma bear’s cock, barely feeling it. Then she rocked back and forth, starting to have sex with the third man of the group, who had been masquerading as bears.

Oh this feels amazing! Much better than a Chinese girl. She’s amazing! he thought in awe. He kept his body still, not wanting to fuck up her rhythm. It was like he was on the edge of nothing, ready to experience something.

Unlike her two previous fucks, Meeak treated Mamma bear like it was his first time, being gentle and not rushing. Baby bear was a better fuck, though he’s very inexperienced. Just shows that size does matter.

Mamma bear held onto Meeak’s thighs, marvelling at her smooth milky white skin, how lovely she was. He let her do the work; get the pace right so he could join in later. There was no rush, none at all. He closed his eyes, dreaming of this moment that he was living out. An erotic loop of sex.

In the dim candle light of the cellar, sex was being done sensually enjoyable. Two people doing it and two being voyeurs. Time didn’t matter, just human involvement and satisfaction. For twenty minutes all eyes were upon the two people slowly fucking.

Daddy bear slowly reached over and stroked Babby bear’s upper thigh. His hand wasn’t pushed away, so he moved over to the shaved area and where the love gun was. The black man moved his hand lower and gripped Baby bear’s shaft; it was hard! Slowly he went to work, tossing the white guy off. He returned the pleasure and got hold of the huge black piece of meat. Neither took their eyes off Meeak or Mamma bear.

She increased her speed, feeling that Mamma bear was ready for increased action. Seeing the look of shock on his face, she grinned and said, “Come on then, show me what you’re made of!”

“Okay, I’ll do my best mistress.”

“Good boy.”

Mamma bear moved his hips slowly, trying to thrust up with his little weapon. The lady above him showed no mercy, her body bounced up and down on his pecker. He actually saw space between his dick and her pussy before it went back up her! Got to get my shit together and show my lady I can do this!

It all fell into place, the blond rampant lady and thin Chink moved and became one. He learnt from her and together they made love, both were getting what they wanted. Compared to the previous two blokes, he was a lightweight but he was worthy of respect because he did his best.

I must be doing well due to her increased speed and my cock still goes back up her cunt. She’s so damn wet! Mama bear thought.

Meeak looked down and kept up her fucking. With her left hand she held his hand, to reassure him and show she cared, that she wasn’t just using him for a piece of meat. Glancing over, she saw Daddy bear and Baby bear both sucking each others’ cocks, quite a show!

“Keep fucking me baby, just like that,” she whispered, under her breath. “Just like that.”

He did and never stopped, even when his little cock shot some cum up her, he thrust away and kept his eyes closed. His breathing was ragged and he gasped for air like a stranded fish. When I fucked Kay-Lynn by the Yellow sea, it was nothing like this Western lady! She’s so superior.

Pounding him extra hard brought her orgasm to the front of their situation; it whooshed through her and she screamed like she was being murdered. Her thighs and arse pulverised the man under her, he tried to move but failed and remained still. His orgasm was spent yet still he kept up his actions, until she overwhelmed him and came herself.

Her screams echoed through the small room, bouncing off the walls and making the candle flicker. With her sharp nails she scratched Mamma bear on his chest and smiled like the seductress she was. That’s three more random fucks to my tally! Maybe I can do that adult film with them too, it would be fun and I can become famous and make something of myself. This is the way to my future and it starts right now!                                                                    ***