Oliver expected many things to happen at that point. Helena
slowly licking her lips and reaching down to scoop his spunk off her tits and
lick her fingers like she was enjoying the best ice cream in the world was
certainly not one of them. The massive dark-haired woman moaned in delight,
legs trembling as she ran her tongue along her index finger. She shifted and
all three of her companions watched as moisture rolled down from her hungry
snatch, beads slowly trickling along her powerful legs to the ground below.
Helena looked up, a feral smile on her face.
“I think someone should have told Helena how to keep her savage
side down!” Laurel said seconds before the former criminal leapt at Oliver.
He didn’t have time to react and instead found himself
slammed into the ground, Helena straddling his hips, her hands pressing down
against his chest as she forced him to lie back. Thea and Laurel could only
watch in shock as their ally rose up and, after a few moments of trial and
error, was able to position Oliver’s monsterous cock against her pussy lips.
She violently threw herself down on his rod, screaming in bliss as she did so,
Oliver cursing as he felt himself sucked into her tight hot folds. Helena
thrashed like a woman possessed, grunting and panting as she rode him,
squeezing her inner muscles as hard as she could as if she wanted to lock his
dick inside of her forever.
“A…a little help here!” Oliver shouted as she tried to fight
off Helena.
Thea and Laurel however were entranced. Their eyes followed
the bounce of Helena’s tits and the way her hips rose up and down, up and down,
revealing all but the very tip of Oliver’s dick before slamming back down onto
his pelvis again, hiding it all from view. Their little impromptu solo-fuck
party had been cruelly interrupted and the two of them were buzzing with sexual
need. The two women found themselves edging closer, the savages within them
screaming to be let out.
Oliver looked at the two of them and, realizing what was
happening, tried to reason with them. “Hey! Hey! Focus here! Plenty of time for
you two to get your rocks off when I’m not being ridden by Jane of the Jungle!”
Helena leaned down, slapping her monsterous tits against his face and it took a
minute for Oliver to speak again. “I…ugh, that I feels good… I mean come on!
Get her off… off… mmmm… get her off of me!” He was about to say more only his
words died in his throat when he felt his ass rubbing against the dirt floor
and realized he was growing again. Helena too was getting bigger, her muscles
swelling and curves becoming even more pronounced as she fucked him for all she
was worth. “Hurry!”