<div class="floatleft">(http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e105/MrPessimist/Satyr.jpg)</div>The generous breasts of this one had been the occupying object of the other hand all the way here. It's savage strength had made quick work of the distance between the village and the empty bathhouse. He chuckled inwardly at that part. Who would interrupt them in a place of leisure during a demonic seige?<br/><br/>So he took her, into the main watery room with a smile on his face and grunts as he takes his prize somewhere he can despoil her in privacy and leisure.<br/><br/>In the main bath he didn't care which side he was on, just roughly threw her into the water while holding her clothes to tear them off with a bit of fun. He laughs as he does it, the first semi-sign of actually being intelligent.