"What?" Thort grunted as Inka slapped his hand off her hip, motioning him to pull out of her. "I ain't finished yet!" He grunted unhappily. He was such a baby sometimes, no matter how many times she gave him reason to, he never had faith.
"You think I don't know that?" Inka said, "Ya must think I'm as dumb as you!" She scowled at him as she climbed onto her knees in front of him. "Just enjoy it."
She could taste her own nectar on his throbbing tool as she slid him between her lips. Her tongue lapping at the underside of his cock and briefly sliding up to hug it. Her flavor mixed with his own salty taste wasn't a bad one to the Trow woman, though Faeries never seemed to appreciate the taste. Their loss.
The Faerie squeals were almost constant now, as the Firesilk jackhammered meaty cock deep into her insanely tight rump. Her ass angled high in the air as gravity helped push the Spider even deeper into her. It couldn't believe how tight she was pressing in on it's cock, the pressure near enough to make it think she was trying to press it flat! She was something alright, a real find! Faeries kept getting better and better, and the smell she was giving off was divine!
This time it had used just enough webbing. Her tightly wrapped tits and shapely ass were jiggling a little more freely now beneath the silk, and her begging and crying were a little more feverish. The tasty looking female creature in the clearing was busily sucking off the male now. Her head bobbing as she took him deep to his excited grunts.
Just the sight of her tits and thighs jiggled with each bob from her knees was enough to power the Firesilk on. It's stomach was hissing and gurgling now, eager for the meal it knew was soon to come. Just the thought of the curvacious little tart sliding headfirst down it's throat into it's boiling stomach juices was enough to make it's balls twitch. It had been missing out on this perfect prey for all too long, and it was time to make up for lost time.
Balls filled to the brim and roiling, the Firesilk Spider knew it wouldn't be long before she was stuffed full of his spunk and the dinnerbell rang. By her increasing desperate squeals and wide tear filled eyes, she knew it too.
There it was again! Those piteous squeals and shrieks, this time she knew it wasn't the spitted Faerie. Her pause was interrupted by Thort's hand pressing against the back of her head, desperate for her to finish. With the big lug making so much noise it was tough to tell where it was coming from, or how far away. But it sounded close. She'd just have to finish this first.
Moaning, Inka took him deep in her throat. Letting her moaning grow deeper and rumbling around his desperately throbbing shaft, he was nearly there. Her deep green eyes narrowed with satisfaction, she loved the power of him she had in these moments. Pulling him free of her mouth with a wet pop she let the thick threads of saliva hang between his twitching cockhead and her puckered full lips.
"How about glazing our dinner before we eat?" She said lustily, as Thort impatiently bobbed from foot to foot. The idea stopped him in his tracks, seemingly exciting him as his cock gave another gleeful twitch.
The Faerie for her part looked less than thrilled at the prospect, her muffled pleading falling on deaf ears as Thort stood over her. Slowly jerking his slick cock with short, hard tugs. Inka's fingers finding their way home between her dripping thighs to finish the job herself.
Thort came quick, erupting in a geyser of hot sticky grey spunk across their exotic roast's succulent tits and pretty face. The Trow practically roaring his pleasure to the night as he fired the next few shorts across her tight belly and mound, more than happy to give her petite backside it's fair share as Inka gave her a turn. The pair of them huffing, Thort coming down from his orgasm, and Inka building up to hers. His look changing from dreamy to ravenous.
It was in the ensuing silence they both heard the sobbing shrieks again, desperate and piteous. Thort looked about excitedly, moments from setting off in search of them. When a very specific set of shrieks let them both know it was too late. One loud and hissing, the other easy to make out from even this distance.
"MMNNNNNNOOO PWEEEASSEEE----!!!" Then the squealing stopped abruptly. Inka grit her teeth as the wave washed over her, looked like they weren't the only successful hunters tonight. Lying back a moment to recoup she gasped for air, Thort looking confused and frustrated.
"Take it easy big guy, we can't get them all." Inka chuckled, "Besides, we haven't even eaten yet!" Thort perked up at that, his wide grin showing off his wicked teeth as he kicked dirt over the fire to put it out. Their petite roast making similar noises to the snack that had just got it on the dark as he leaned over her. Tears running down her golden brown cheeks. Dinner was served.
The Firesilk stood stock still in the darkness, a pair of limp and twitching legs hanging from his jaws. It was acutely aware of the two predators in the clearing now looking in his direction. The soft patter of cum lazily dripping to the forest floor from his cock sounded like hail to it, the Faerie giving it just enough time to ram it's entire meaty cock between her tights buns and fill her to the brim before it shoved her squealing, tear streaked face through it's lips and down it's throat.
It moved slightly, careful to watch for any recognition from the creatures in the clearing. The rest of it's eyes finding it hard to look away from jiggling rump. Finally they looked away, the Female saying something to the Male that calmed him down.
The Faerie wasn't fighting now, her legs only giving an occasional weak kick and desperate sounds of sobbing and moaning echoing in is throat. Well, with that crisis averted it was dinner time. And the Firesilk wouldn't have to worry about it's dinner being boring, not with what was ahead for her. Leaning back it gave a hard gulp, letting gravity shoot the well prepared meat facefirst into his gurgling, hissing belly. Her shrieks kicked back up then, twice as loud as before.
Content with a bellyfull of wriggling, squealing meat and balls empty, the Firesilk headed for home while it's belly turned yet another beautiful young Faerie to so much mush.
"MMNNNOOO!!!" The raven haired Faerie shrieked as Thort leaned in, "MMMM TTTTTTSSS!!" Inka grinned as Thort hungrily bit down, turning back to her with perfectly round golden tit balanced between his teeth. The Faerie still squealing and begging on the other side of him. Inka couldn't wait anymore her self, licking her lips and Thort bit down. The perfectly roasted breast bursting in a deluge of flavor that ran down his chin.
Inka gave him a rough kiss, eagerly lapping up the remaining bits. The Faerie tasted amazing, buttery and succulent, and her other tit was hers. Inka dug in, the petite Faerie's tender tit meat giving way easily to her hungry jaws. All the while their meal shrieked and squealed.
Thort was working his way up an arm when Inka caught a flailing leg, plunging her teeth into a succulent thigh greedily. The pair went into a feeding frenzy, voraciously snapping up every bit of tender Faerie flesh they came across. Inka had really outdone herself with this one! She was perfectly cooked, tender, fall off the bone meat, and the seasoning! Thort's spunk was the perfect compliment to her rich taste! Inka bit into her succulent rump, juices running down her chin as the Faerie squirmed and wriggled wildly on the spit. Desperately and futilely trying to escape.
"Good!" Thort grunted excitedly through a mouthful of Faerie, ignoring said Faerie's desperate denials. Inka didn't answer, much too busy hungrily devouring the exotic Faerie's juicy, jiggling derriere.
The pair sprawled out lazily on the dirt, belly's round and full of some of the best roast Faerie either had ever tasted. The campsite looked like a hurricane had come through, the fire had managed to come back to life, though not with any real strength. Casting a wavering light over the now empty and stained spit, and dozens of half chewed Faerie bones littering the ground. The now ownerless pale yellow wings smoldering in the fire.
Inka let out a small belch as the Faerie settled into her new home, she just hoped she didn't get too comfortable. She'd be evicted in a day or two. Thort for his part was unusually silent, almost gloomily so.
"Whats a matter Thort?" Inka grunted pleasantly from her resting spot. "You angry?"
"Ya ate all her rump meat," Thort glowered, "Ya know it's my favorite part!" Inka did know that, not that she was much sorry for it. She liked it plenty too, maybe not so much as a good tit but... It wasn't in Trow to really feel sorry. That wasn't to say they didn't know how to apologize, after all, there was a way they could both be happy with it.
"Well how about this?" Inka said lustily, climbing onto her hands and knees and pressing her round tight ass to him. "Why don't you get a taste of mine?" She saw him instantly harden up, Thort loved fucking her ass. She didn't let him do it often though, unlike the Faeries they caught, it mattered whether or not she'd be able to walk well the next day.
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