Becky moaned and stuck her tongue so deep I thought see must be part snake. I in turn soon found my self in the same position just as a doorway opened.
We both regained of mind's composure and sat up seeing a very hardy, sensual male satyr walk into the room.
"My Word!!" Came out of my black lips. He stood a 6'6" male, well formed with foot long curved horns, a face like mine and Betty's. He was redish brown colored fur but complete legs and hooves of a large goat. As he came closer and into the dim light I looked at a furry sheath grown from his crotch to his navel area. A pair of soft ball size globes hung in a soft furred sack like two big stones.
He walked right up to Becky and as their fur touched I saw a red pointed penis rise out of the sheath's furry end. "Damn I thought as his penis grew to be almost two feet long and so big that I might not be able to wrap one hand around it's middle. Yet the base was double that in size.
The satyr stepped back as Becky touched and held his penis for entry into her dripping slit. Entering he pushed in slowly allowing her tight virgina to expand to fit. Then suddenly he stiffened his great member and amazed lifted Becky off her hooves of float above the floor.
"Is this a curse of sensual delights? As I watched the wild animal passion playing out in front of me a voice said, " Come to me Maree!"
Another satyr the same as the first had entered the room. His form was the same yet younger and with all black fur.
We touched and I was on fire.
He entered the same as the satyr with Becky but he kept me on the floor. We moved to the table and I laid back with legs dangling. He moved as smooth back and forth, in and out I was lost.