"Would you like to join us?" you ask.

You wave the deer over and she widens her eyes at the gesture.

"It's okay," adds Emily. "We won't bite. Unless asked to." This makes Lilah smile and she crawls out of the lake. As she approaches on her hands and knees her nose sniffs the air cautiously. Her tongue, long and pink, snakes out to taste the new fresh scents that have drawn her out of the water.

She is right beside you now, her attention mainly concentrated on your erection. Emily shifts herself slightly so that there's more room for your hard cock to breathe, so to speak, and again you see the deer sniff. "What do you think?" the pig asks her, presenting your package to the curvy morph as if it were a vegetable someone had asked to look at more closely at the market.

"Humans penises are quite different to a buck's," she notes, obviously comparing from experience. You wonder how old this milfy deer is and how many bucks she's fucked.

"Oh really?" says Emily curiously as she takes hold of your cock in her small hand. "Does it feel different too?"

The pig starts to stroke and you groan, the relief of finally getting touched after so much looking sending shivers through you. Lilah doesn't respond, as if shocked by how quickly things had gotten physical. She watches you with interest as the pig works, her expression of curiosity and excitement in you doubling the pleasure. Then it does double, Emily using her free hand to take the deer by the wrist to put her hand onto your cock just under Emily's hold. The deer's fingers wrap around the shaft naturally and your eyes roll back into your head at her firm grip. She doesn't stroke you yet, just feeling the warmth of your cock in her hand, as the pig continues to work the tip.

Lilah's hand is bigger than Emily's of course, and in order for her to properly feel your length the pig lets go. You barely notice the change, the deer's finely furred palms adding a smoothness to the friction of her stroke.

"That's amazing," you groan, encouraging the deer to go faster. Her eyes then widen as a bead of pre-cum starts to form at the tip, and her nostril flare. She slows her stroke but grips your firmer, and you feel her renewed intensity she works more pre-cum out of your cock. She breathes in deeply, her nose so close you feel the heat of her skin on the head of your dick. It must be intoxicating for her, the deer needing to close her eyes, shivering slightly at the smell of you. You hear a rumbling sound from deep in her throat as she takes in the scent. The fine wet fur on the curvaceous doe ripples.

"It's wonderful," she sighs finally, sounding breathless despite how deeply she drew in her last breath. "I... almost wish I could..." Lilah gulps but doesn't finish her wish. It doesn't take a mind reader to know what she wants though, and the pig smiles, touching her hand to the deer's cheek.

"Go ahead," she says, her voice seductive. "Taste him."

Lilah licks her lips, her strong tongue wetting her chin and snout. She doesn't stop stroking your cock, now glistening with your pre-cum. Lilah sighs, as if seeing your cock for the first time, the hunger on her face still present, and she looks up at you, seeking permission.