Whiskers looks a little alarmed as you pull away from her, the Man behind her pushing her down with her face down and butt up, humping her faster and faster, his hips slapping into her butt as a clapping sound could be heard. Between the man's grunts and moans, he turns his attention too you and the crying Amythist. The man smiling and forming evil ideas while his cock slid faster and faster into the poor girl's tight asshole.<br/><br/>Amythinst, screamed and tried to squirm, but it was of no use. You finished writing "Painslut" on the top of her breast, the part she loves to show everybody! She eyed it, and her fear grew. It seemed a small crowd was being gathered at the front door, peering inside.