The tall one looked at the one with the backpack but said nothing."We're gonna have to go into this building all other paths have been blocked by mass...ive walls of creep" surprising it a fifth human called out from the entrance of its nest. It also smiled as the walls were its idea. This fifth human was small but also appeared to flicker in and out of focus and was easy to lose track of."Move it then and cover us," the burly one bellowed. The mirage simply shrugged and began to unload into the. I grew up and married a Connecticut Yankee but I still loved everything cowboy/cowgirl. I loved country music. I loved to go square dancing. I love to go horseback riding. I loved to go honky-tonking. With my Connecticut Yankee I never got to dress western, listen to country and western music, go horseback riding, or go to a honky-tonk. As the years passed, I thought about those things less and less until I opened my front door and found the Marlboro Man standing on my front porch. He actually. I watched as Josh’s ass cheeks tightened up and his legs became rigid. He let out a deep moan as he shot his load of hot virgin cum into Linda’s mouth. Linda sucked Josh’s cock dry. Linda stood up and Josh’s cock was still hard. She unbuttoned her shorts and let them drop to the ground, exposing her cleanly shaven pussy. She took Josh’s hand and put it on her pussy. He held his hand there and seemed to not know what to do. Linda took his hand and began to move it back and forth on. I force down a mouthful, followed by some wine. Their pubescent caterwauling wins. My stomach’s spoiled contents empty onto the floor.“Wash it out and come, she awaits your pleasure,” says AlphonseI take the feather.“She is but a girl.”“She’s bled and is a woman,” said Constance.Alphonse and Constance are impatient with me.I run the feather, slowly, up one side of her body across her neck and down the other side.She quivers and gasps.I shiver as I realize…that was enjoyable!I run the quill end.