His hot breath gave way to his tongue as it traveled from my clit down into the weeping folds of my womanhood. Not stopping there, he rimmed my asshol...e, making me squirm. “You like dat, girl?” he said before moving forward and sinking his tongue deep into my hungry cunt. My answer took the form of my hands grabbing his dreadlocks and pulling him closer as I thrust my hips up to meet his invading tongue. “Ohhhh! Fuck!” I moaned as his lips wrapped around my clit and his tongue rasped against. “I heard that!” Twitty shouted from the airlock. “One should consider one’s self lucky that I accepted your claiming!”Typree laughed as he clapped Ambrose on the shoulder. “Ah cousin. Glad I am it’s you and not I!”“Don’t worry Typree Maxor; all three of the Queens have plans to have you married within three or four Malants.” As Typree’s face went from elation to one of horror, it was Ambrose’s turn to laugh.“I don’t have the time for such things, Queen Twitty I...” Typree started.Twitty stared. In the morning we returned to the village, spoke to Potoroo and later returned to Boobook in Kununurra. And that was when we realized that we’d experienced something strange.” She paused.“Yes,” said Sam, “Boobook told us that Potoroo and his band were no more. They had been ‘removed’ when the dam was built, when the lake was formed. ‘There are no Yardungari. They were relocated a decade ago.’ That’s what Boobook said.”“Very interesting,” Gordy said.“Amazing, I’d say,” added Patrick.“What do you. I wasn’t worried about them hurting me.I could control their desires, make sure that they didn’t go too far. Plus, I could handle a troll’s huge dick. I could take on anything the Haunted Forest had to offer. I shuddered as moved further from my family until I leaned against a tree.An owl hooted above me.I spread my legs apart and slid my hand through my bush. My curls trickled my fingers. I found the folds of my twat and rubbed at them. I slid my digits up and down them, this naughty delight.