She does, but she's not the last bimboi to burst before you do.

"NoooOOOoOooooOOOOH!" The proud queen of the hunt cries out while she cums, coating her cloak with a white flag of surrender as she quivers uncontrollably. You keep pounding away, feeling her cunt squeezing your shaft like it's starving for your seed. She bucks back, **** and drooling and forgetting her dignity and regal stature to rutt and snort while you fuck her until you feel close to cumming again.

Then, you pull out and give her ass a solid SMACK before turning to the cloaked crowd and snarling, "Which one of you sluts is next?" They forget the rules of this hunt, and instead of chasing you, they scamper every which way. You don't care. Your name ain't Ash and you don't have to catch 'em all. You just have to catch the next one and the next and the one after that. Your next victim is a gimme. She trips on her own cloak before she can escape the crossroads, and you are on her in seconds.

"Wait! I just wanted to **** bois a little! I'm a top!" You recognize Pinkie, a tempting thirst trap with long pink hair that constantly wears her namesake color in clothes so tight you could draw her nipples from memory. You could also sketch her sizable shaft, which, along with her reputation as a boi fucker and sissy maker, is why you always steered clear of her. Now you've got her right where you want her, and the rules are clear, as long as you catch one, you get to do anything you want to one of these stags turned does.

You part her plump cheeks and sink inside her pink hole, she feel so warm and welcumming inside. She moans and blushes and coos and curses, "Fuck OOH you, you NNF fucking NNGH faggot! I'll break AAH you, breed YELP you, make MOAN you my YIP YIP bimboi bitch!" For all her tough talk, she thrusts back against your hammering hips even harder than Maeve did. You start spanking her ass and pulling her hair back so you can spit in her furious face. Far from fighting you off, which she should be able to do easily, she sticks out her tongue to catch your loogie and laps it up lustily.

"Fuck MOAN me! Fuck WHIMPER me! Fuuuuuuuck meeeeeEEEEEEEEEEE!" Pinkie screams and spurts even more violently than Maeve did, and like Maeve, you leave her hungry and angry and aching for more. You'll worry about her **** or round two of her ravishing later. For now you have horny little whores to hunt. You pull out of Pinkie, give her a hard, hot kiss to let her know you don't have any hard feelings and leave her feeling lost and longing and licking her lips.

The rest of the sissies have scattered to the winds. There are no cloaks in sight, but all you have to do is follow the sounds of loud crashing steps and low, needy moans. It's almost as if these wanton witches were waiting for this to happen. They only pretended to be the pursuers to prompt a real predator to hunt them. They were practically 'prey'ing for it. You find one hiding under a bench, like a little kid hiding under the bed. Little does she know...that's where the big bad wolf looks first.

"I'm sorry! I'm SLURP sorry! Oh SHHLP please don't **** MMPPH me MMMM mister! Don't make LICK me KISS suck SLURP your LICK cock!" A blonde bombshell bimboi you think is named Barbie or Brandi or Bambi starts swallowing your sword while begging you not to make her. She sounds so helpless and horny that you are almost tempted to let her off easy. Then you see the glimmer in her eyes, that sadistic sparkle that gives her away. You clasp at her wrist as she tries to slip a finger up your ass. No doubt she thinks she can show you it's better on the other side. She's wrong. You'd turn down the best orgasms in the world just to keep seeing the looks on these lovely ladies' flushed faces as you dominate them and deep dick them with your barely average cock.

"GLUG GUH GLLG!" Barbranmbi makes a good point. You should erupt in her slutty mouth. It's been wicked, warped fun denying them the satisfaction of catching your cum and dashing their hopes of infecting you, but it will be even more fun to start filling them with your superior stud seed. You let go of Bambranbie's wrists and grab her by her golden locks and start face fucking her furiously. Once again, the bratty bimboi talks tough, but with her mouth full all she can do is moan around your manhood, milking you thirstily.

She sprays your shirt with her sticky spurts as she jerks you off with her throat. You let go, letting loose what feels like at least a dozen denied orgasms all exploding euphorically at once.