Satisfied he finally released her. Fran could feel the spasm as jets of cum errupted and slid down to her belly. his hooked nose seemed disproportionately long, below which sat thin lips being constantly moistened by a purple tongue, the creature almost drooling at the prospect before him. Fran snapped her legs shut in an act of defiance and instantly regretted it, a rope tightened around her neck pulling her backwards, lifting her entire upper body from the wooden platform and exposing her firm b-cup breasts, her nipples tightening in response to the icy prickles which danced around them. A sense of forbodding unease once again entered Fran. The second elder, the one with the stick, bagan to make his way towards Fran, unbuckling his shorts as he did so.
