Sweet milk made its way down Bird’s throat as her lips broke free of Madre’s swollen nipple, her hips now straddling Bloodhound just beside the voluptuous silver haired woman and thrusting down so his meaty cock penetrated her ass over and over; both lovers reached over to massage the massive breast upon which Bird had so hungrily feasted, and Madre’s free hand slipped down the length of the brown haired girl’s body to hook her curling fingers deep inside her womanhood. “…Why is this happening…?” Lanky fingers snaked across the rough dome atop his mask, their chipped fingernails scraping lightly as the madness lingered within his mind; long gone were any hopes this had all been some sort of fever dream, but it was in fact a reality. “…Why is this happening…?” Lanky fingers snaked across the rough dome atop his mask, their chipped fingernails scraping lightly as the madness lingered within his mind; long gone were any hopes this had all been some sort of fever dream, but it was in fact a reality. The girl’s vision was a spinning, nauseating blur from the eye still able to see, the other immediately swollen and blind; with what little strength she had she rose up on her hands and knees, spitting blood from her lips and making her way back to her
