<strong>Roarke</strong><br/><br/>His own guttural cries grew louder as he took Cecily hard and fast.  The sight of her kissing his beloved Dawn while she was still glowing from her release made the satyr growl in pleasure.  It felt good to be unrestrained... to take pleasure and give it without hesitation.<br/><br/>Dawn's words to her lover spurred him on and the satyr leaned in close to feel Cecily's back against his chest as Dawn stroked the other pure, coaxing her to that magnificent release.  His arms encircled her torso again, cupping and squeezing her breasts as he clung to her while pumping his hips in short hard thrusts as she exploded and clenched his cock.  It only took a few thrusts before he felt his own release.<br/><br/>He leaned in as the first gush of his spend flowed and his aura flared.  Then the satyr sank his teeth into the amber-hued flesh of Cecily's shoulder and moaned into her flesh as he jerked his hips and rode out their climaxes.