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Chapter 6 by Mister Z Mister Z

And Sue...

Pleads "No, please, I need more..."

Sue grasped Shanna's leg. Her body a roiling cauldron of lust, denied the ultimate climax the flowery phallus had promised her, the dedicated wife and mother who had never given a second glance to any of the gorgeous women who had passed through her family's adventurous life could now only see the blonde goddess who towered over her as a source of the pleasure she now desired more than life itself. With surprising speed she pulled away Shanna's loincloth and buried her beautiful face in the blonde snatch beneath.

Shanna had been told of the flowers' powerful aphrodisiac scent, and only that warning and her resolve to save whatever helpless woman the giant flower had trapped had allowed her to fight past the powerful need it had awakened in her own body. Unlike Sue, the She-Devil herself had perhaps spared a few fleeting thoughts for some of the scantily-clad beauties who dwelt in or had passed through her domain, and the sight of the sex-crazed, naked blonde MILF kneeling at her feet had brought every single one of those stray fancies to the front of her mind. The unexpected thrust of Sue's tongue into her pussy shattered her self-control, and Sue drank the sudden flood of the jungle girl's juices like she had been lost in the desert for a week.

Shanna stumbled backwards, falling to the ground as Sue reached up a hand and clawed down her top. As they hit the ground Sue swung her body around and pressed her own dripping snatch to Shanna's open lips. "Please, please," she mewled. Without a thought the jungle girl's lips found Sue's clit, and brought her to the screaming climax the She-Devil's rescue had denied her.

Neither women could now think of anything but pleasing each other. They rolled across the field as the sun rolled across the sky, their bodies smeared with each others juices and the juices of the crushed flowers, single-mindedly driving each other to climax with fingers and tongues, oblivious to how low the sun had sunk in the sky or to the long shadows that had fallen across them both...

What happens next?

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