Squirrel Girl is sobbing loudly as I pump her ass with my “new and improved” cock. Her big bushy tail tenses and flails with every thrust. Domino and Felicia seem to find her discomfort amusing as they come closer.
“Aww, poor baby,” Felicia coos as she runs her hand up over the sobbing woman’s thighs and lower back. “My Nero can be a little rough the first time can’t he?” Felicia gives her a hard smack on the ass making her scream.
“This is just pathetic.” Domino says resting her rifle on her shoulder as she tries to get a better look at the action.
“She isn’t any louder then you were the first time.” Felicia says looking at Domino.
“I was nothing like her.” Domino says defensively.
“You’re right, you were louder,” Felicia laughs, “You cried like a little girl when he speared you precious little tushie.”
“I did not cry like a little girl!” Domino barks making a fist.
“Ladies please,” I grunt, as I continue to fight the losing battle of keeping Squirrel Girl’s flailing tail out of my face. “You both cried like little girls.”
“Hey!” Both Domino and Felicia cry out indignantly.
“My squirrels…” Squirrel Girl suddenly sobs loudly interrupting you, “You… owww… killed my squirrels…” She continues to cry pitifully, her hands clawing at the dirt in a vain attempt at escape. “They were…owww!…my friends…”
“There’s plenty of squirrels, out there,” I tell her as I finally manage to pin her tail under my arm. “You’ll find more, anyway, it was your fault for calling them to help you.” Squirrel Girl raises her head and glares back at me, her face streaked with tears.
“You’re a bad man,” She cries as I quicken my pace, “A bad, bad man.” She lowers her head again, her body shaking with sobs.
“Okay I know I wasn’t that bad,” Domino says.
“No, I think she get’s the big baby award so far.” Felicia agrees. |