I was dumbfounded as she continued to kiss me with a wild passion. The moment was short but in my mind I wished it had lasted much longer. Her sensual slender body was like the neatest of women I'd seen. The shaggy hair gleamed in the flickering lights. I tried to ask about how we could escape but suddenly her hairy hand was grabbing my dic.
A talanted pulsing of the aching rod made me all the stiffer. She spoke soft words, some of which I could not understand. The question she asked rolled about in my mind as I struggled to give an answer.
To join her or help her escape both sounded grand to me at that moment. I agreed to join with her, which I thought she meant to have sex. Oh but she had more in store for me than just sensual touching, I was to join her in the Hellish place.
Nimble fingers unbuttoned and ziped away my clothes till standing naked to the world and in her clutches I was her's for the taking.
As her kiss played acorss my lips the hands kneaded my penis to rigid. Her hairy hands pressed the hard member to the waiting moist pussy. I felt the tip enter the steaming hot tunnel as it began to tighten.
Tight the grip was on my cock and longer it grew as deeper it moved. Soon my rocking hips drove that cock so deep in her body that I began to sweat. We danced about as she waltzed me down her halway and into the blackness of lust and desire.
I reached to touch her pretty face yet my hands felt stiff and almost numb. I tried to speak of love and devotion but the words had left my lips as only the sounds of a wimpering goat filled the air. My cock dug into her and held so tight I could not move from her embrase. As words turned from direct thought and actions to wayward unreasoned movements I felt instinct taking me to lower regions.
My mind and thoughts degraded down, down, down till the very thought of sex was nothing more than a scent calling me to touch. Indeed old ways of beastial primal instinct had taked me to new depths of dispair.