This magestical forest animal now looks back at Marcel, eyes full of nothing but desire and passion, and flips the flashlight around and hands it to him. Marcel sees the torch shining at her beautiful lady parts, and begins to turn it to the non-bulb side when she reaches back and keeps it on the bulb side. She wants him to put the big end in, showing she can take anything he wants to give her. He proceeds to start trying to nestle it in. She throws her face to the floor, and uses both hands to open up her tight cavern. He sees brightly what the skirt wants to be filled, deep into it, ready for him. She keeps pushing back onto the light, eventually allowing it to slip in. He begins to hold the light in place for her to swing back on, seeing her cheeks ripple ever so slightly around the muscle. Moans ensue. Looking at this magnificent article of happening, there is light slightly pouring out around her tail, and slipping through her vaginal crevice too. He’s never seen a ghost story told like this.
She then asks Marcel to place the light on the ground for her, and come around front. As he’s getting up and walking around her, she’s bouncing up and down on the stick, skirt drifting in the air. Marcel hold his penis up to her face, rolling it over her chin, and lips, then all over her face, so she can really see how heavy of a load he is carrying. She looks him in the eyes, grabs it, places it on her lips, and without moving from there, moves her hands to his buttocks, and forcefully brings him into her face. Full depth, without stop. She gags a little, with her coochie tightening around the flashlight and sending a quiver of electricity through her body. She finds the motion of back and forth on the light, and to work his long self down her throat. Through a few minutes of this, not seeming to tire out due to sheer excitement and passion, Marcel softly says “I’m about to cum” and she keeps sucking. She wants all of his beautiful nut inside of her, over her titties, face, wherever. She’s working harder and harder every thrust now, all she wants is his juice. Moaning harder and harder, Marcel finally allows himself to let go, letting his nectar flow freely into this forest nymph’s body. Knowing he has a ton to go, he brings it out halfway, and finishes on her chest. She smiles as she grabs her tits, covered in cum. She glances at him, then back to her chest, gathering up cum in little handfuls to then lick from her hands. Already salty from the sweat, her eyes begin to beam at the thought of filling herself up with him. She stops humping the light, and hands it back to Marcel, who is towering over her, eyes empty from the sight he just beheld. Grabbing the light from her, she eases back onto her feet, and then shoots up with a smile. She lends her hand to move the light to Marcel’s nose, allowing him to get a whiff of her musty forest. He smiles. Finally, she says “thanks for the hand.” shakes off the dirt from her kneesocks and skirt, turns, and bounces off towards the trail. Marcel watches her continue on her way while getting a glimpse of her tail flop between her legs. The sight sends one last feeling of ecstasy through his body as he bends down and gets his pants up. He starts on his way back to his house, anxious to get his camera show started tonight.
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