She made a gurgling cry as the large penis flared deep in her pussy. Even if they could the journey from the creek back to the camp would take a lot of effort but mostly luck to find their way. They will most likely pay to be the first to get them and pay well. Her crotch itched. Groaning, Number One held himself hard against the girl, trying to prolong the feeling of the pleasant, clutching warmth of the tiny female. Number One was becoming frustrated at not being able to find what he was seeking and his rough pawing of the girl showed that frustration. Immediately he moved in behind the now compliant girl. The other girls could not miss the events as Vanessa gurgled and whimpered when she hit her peak. Her rising tension told her she would soon surrender to Number One and deep down she hated herself. They waited for the faint glimmer of dawn through the heavy overcast before they could even think of an escape from the Yowie den.
