Lost Boys take the two you've fucked

As you watch, the shortest Lost Boy in the skunk outfit, pulls out his cock and pushes Peter on her back. He slips his cock between her lips. Peter starts sucking and licking it, like it was candy. The twins in raccoon outfits stand in front of Wendy, members rigid through the opening in their tights. She grasps their cocks and strokes them both in rhythm.

You stand and walk to Tiger Lily. Her eyes never leave your bobbing phallus and her hand drops to her clean-shaven mound. You gaze at her beautiful body, perky breasts with fat nipples, narrow waist, flat belly, slightly wider hips, and her reddish skin. Her face has high cheekbones, a full mouth, and somewhat upturned eyes and eyebrows. Her long black hair is shiny and smooth, her two braids perfectly framing her face.

"You are not a Lost Boy. You are a Lost Man," she says with certainty. As you close she reaches for your cock. "A Lost Man with a mighty spear!" Her delicate fingers caress your shaft, making it stand up straighter, which you didn't think possible.

"And you are the quarry I hunt, my Indian Princess," you reply. "A thrust of my spear and you would scream in pleasure."

Tiger Lily pulls you closer by your cock, then wraps her arms around you. She kisses you, rubbing her belly on your stiffness, and caress your back and ass with her hands. You pierce her lips with your tongue, swirling inside her mouth and chasing her tongue. She moans into your mouth, as she humps you.

Then she breaks the kiss and says, "Then thrust your spear, Lost Man, and make me scream!" She lifts up on her toes, trying to get her pussy high enough. She's too short to reach.