Her body was moving desperately back against his. She was amused, as only Pure would go from eyeing one another suspiciously to groping and writhing in passion in only a few moments. She as steeped in the passion, from him and from Dawn. And it wasn’t just Dawn she was trying to help forget things, but herself. To use passion to forget why she ran away, so that she could stay and help her closest friend.<br/><br/>And as he ripped her shorts, removing that barrier as if the fabric had been nothing but flimsy gauze, she arched against him, moaning. She would be taken, the furious rip of the shorts told her that much. And she wanted it, wanted it as desperately wanted release to rip through Dawn.<br/><br/>Roarke’s swollen cock slid down between the rounded cheeks of her ass and beyond, rubbing against the wetness … teasing her, tormenting her. She moaned again, thrusting her hips back against him and thrusting her breasts into his hands. And still, she suckled and licked Dawn; using her tongue every way she knew how so that she could feel the other woman tense and crash above her.<br/><br/>And she did.<br/><br/><em>"Ce!"</em><br/><br/>Cecily smiled triumphantly as the orgasm ripped through the now vibrantly shining other woman. And still it wasn’t enough, never enough. With a hand on each him, Cecily jerked her down violently into her lap. The move pushed them all back, Cecily practically on all fours, her as pushed out and beckoning against Roarke’s cock and Dawn in her lap.<br/><br/>She kissed Dawn, hungrily, paying no heed to the passion and release that coated her lips. All she knew was that it wasn’t enough, she needed more. Her hands hungrily searched out the blonde’s full breasts, kneading and teasing. She took the kiss deeper, greedily taking everything she could.<br/><br/>“Dawn … Dawn … Dawn …”<br/><br/>Her hips thrust back again, her body writhing.<br/><br/>"Roarke ... Roarke ..."<br/><br/>And she lost herself to it, letting to the touch and torment of the devilishly handsome satyr and the taste and surrender of the beautiful Pure she kissed. The only thing she knew is that she could never have enough.<br/>