<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/43/c9/48/43c948cf0b58d06216639103d490754d.jpg)</div>His fingers curled within her.  She arches herself at the small of her back.  Pushing up intimately, into the fingers probing into her sex.   It is apparent at that she likes it.   All of it felt good, the fingers the best of all.    The halo flares then, just as lightning lights up the sky.   Silhouettes them underneath the wagon in the darkness. The kiss is broken, Songbird takes deep breaths.<br/><br/>"Don't stop....."<br/><br/>Songbird gasps out,  once she caught her breath from the kiss being released.   She still lifts her pelvis and grinds against the fingers impaling her.   Hellhound leans in and this tongue glides teasingly over her breasts.   When he calls for her to spread her legs farther apart.  She does just that, hooking her feet on the wagon wheels.<br/><br/>Her hand the right one reaches out feeling and finds his cock and she strokes it.