"Now now, you must agree, having had sex with Andy was more enjoyable than those rough and tumble boys. A whore's lifestyle is like a frog hoping from Lilly pad to rock, to the shore, no matter which, you can get screwed or eaten; shame poor Andy can't do more than give a long lick.
Although there is another male I keep here on my farm, and his tongue is longer, narrow, and can delve ever-so deep, tantalizing a female, revenging her more sensual places. You really should meet him, especially now, you all bound as helpless, unable to fight or scramble away.
Kevin was his born name but he asked of me to make him a satyr's satyr. He is mostly a male goat now. Horny with horns, as Andy was spent after a few orgasm loads, my friend Pan is next to insatiable sexually.
Rest for a while, calm your emotions if you can, as Pan will stay coupled and thrusting, climaxing, and beginning anew, mating, admonishing, caressing, vaginally as well orally, and other openings, until sometime about evening of tomorrow, I have seen of him before he shall feel spent.
Enjoy!" Aunt Hazel said, she walked away, leaving Shelly screaming, begging, pleading but to no avail.