Feral Fun-6
Charity and Amy run into each other, and both are a bit miffed at the other. Time for some sibling rivalry with sexy results
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Her cries echo through the forest, surely driving away any wildlife that’s around, but she can’t help it, not when this older couple is experiencing their love for each other by using her body. And she knows they are, because she can feel their bodies rocking up and down as they continue to mouth fuck her. She bites her lip, trying not to scream out any more as she grips onto her chest, squeezing her breasts, abusing her body with the need to feel much more excitement from the two of them, but it becomes all-too-much, and she collapses, becoming a centerpiece for an overweight sandwich as they climb up, wrapping their arms around her, and trapping them between their bodies.
The moist trickle of water wakes Amy up as she stirs slowly back to life. Her pussy screams with the soreness of overuse, and her back aches from laying back on stone. When she shifts herself back up to sit up, she suddenly feels the cold wash all over her body. Shivering, she wraps her arms around her chest and crosses her legs. It’s then she remembers the hours of relentless wolf fucking that took place, and all of her heat rushes to her cheeks.
A snort nearby breaks her out of her embarrassment, and she snaps her attention over to the wolf, who lays on the ground, curled up beside her. With a frown, Amy pushes herself away and crawls out towards the exit. “Sorry about that, big guy, but while it’s been fun, I’m not what you’re looking for. There’s no way I can give you a family, and I have my own to get back to.” With that, she sighs and crawls back through the small hole.
As the sun sets in the sky, Amy staggers her way back through the woods. Survival instincts kick back in and memories of the chase flood back to her mind. She easily makes her way back the way she came, and soon finds herself close to the hill, where her clothes lay tattered and torn and where she had suffered a few cuts. She kneels down and picks up her destroyed shorts and grumbles. “These were a nice pair, too…”
Just then, a squeal from not too far away catches her attention, and soon, Charity steps out of the woods, clothes sticking to her body with sweat, and her pants undone.
“Where the hell have you been?” Charity asks, her hands on her hips. “Daddy was so worried about you, he sent me looking for your ass!”
Amy stands up, tossing the shorts away. With a whiff, she rolls her eyes and says. “Smells like you were too busy to come looking for me.
“Hey, I was following a lead! What happened to you?” She asked.
“Got a better lay than you did, I bet,” Amy said, leaning over to try and find Charity’s partner. But her sister steps in the way and clasps her by the shoulders. “Hey, that’s all well and good, but what’s important is that you’re safe and sound, and Daddy would be sure to reward me for finding you!”
“Not if I tell him you were busy boinking someone else to look for me” Amy teased.
“You wouldn’t!” Charity gasps.
“Depends,” Amy says, brushing her fingers over her sister’s cheek. “Got something to convince me not to squeal.”
“I don’t know about squealing,” Charity says, her hand moving to her sister’s butt and smacking it, “But I think I have a few ideas how to keep you from telling daddy what a bad girl I’ve been…”
And what a bad girl Charity is. After all, would a good girl pull her sister in close and press her lips against hers? Would a good girl bring her fingers down against her sister’s naked and tired body? Would a good girl stick her fingers deep into her sister’s pussy, soaking with the cum of a wolf?
Although the two lock their tongues in an erotic embrace, it is the oozing wolf cum that takes Charity’s reaction away from her sister. She lifts her hand, looking past her sister’s face to see the oozing jizz bridge between her fingers. “Oooh, and whose cum is this?” Charity asks, pulling herself free. She puts the fingers in her mouth, closing her eyes as she licks over the goopy goodness. When she pull her hand free, she stares at her hand, and then at her sister. “What the h…”
Amy spins her around and shoves her up against a tree. “Seems like some slut is a bit too curious for her own good,” Amy says, slapping her sister on the rear. “You shouldn’t be putting your nose where it doesn’t belong. Now… let’s make sure you keep quiet so Daddy doesn’t find out.” She takes three fingers, pushing them into Charity’s slit. She too feels the sloppy creampie left for her. The foreigner had no concept of cleaning a girl out. “Damn, bitch,” Amy says, whispering into her ear. “If you get pregnant with some other fuck’s kid, you think Daddy will be happy?”Charity wails, scratching at the tree, peeling off some of the bark.
“I’m in charge here,” Amy says. “You have no power over me, got it!”
Charity snarls, her eyes squeezed tight, trying, if only in pretend, to fight off her sister’s influence. The abuse, to her, is the sweetest drug there is.
“I can’t hear you!” she shouts, her voice ringing in Charity’s ear.
Throwing her head back, Charity cries out, her chin pressed against the tree. “Aaah, fine! I found some fat ugly old foreign dude!” she screams “and I let him and his wife fuck the shit out of me!”
“Complete strangers? Nasty slut, you don’t get to fuck anyone else unless one of your masters say so! I’m gonna have to make sure you don’t have any of this cum in you so you don’t have any nasty-ass babies.”
Charity’s tongue rolls out as she feels those fingers curl up inside of her, making a hook of sorts to scoop out the cum. Amy’s free hand grabs her sister by her hair and shoves her down from the tree, scratching up Charity’s chin all the way down until she’s eating dirt, her ass up in the air.