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Not long ago, I earned my coin as a whore. The poorest part of the harbor quarter I called my home. Everyone who paid a few measly coppers could pump his seed into me. Among my “charming” customers, one would face unwashed Horse sailors, brutish Wolf thugs, drunken Leopards, and any other filthy subject imaginable—the usual night crowd of the port. \n\nNow I’m rich. Not because I sold my body to lowlifes. No, I’m wealthy by pure dumb chance. The right person saw me at the right moment. It opened a door—a job opportunity. The pay—life-changing. It sounded like a scam. It was not.\n\nI’m a wealthy woman. The days of selling my petite Mouse body to Horses, Wolves, or Leopards were gone for good. Rhino’s who molested me, Foxes who abused me, and Cheetahs who scammed me bygone. Back then, the “better part” of society shunned and spat out when they spotted me at the local market. Now, I was part of them—rather above them. I traded the rags I wore for dresses of silk and cashmere. \n\nYes, I had to leave the city I used to call my home. There, no one had seen me dressed in beautiful clothes. Here, no one ever saw me in my dirty rags. With the money received from my last job, I was to start a new life in the city of Hochwald.\n\nAnd a new life I did start. Yet having been a poor whore all my life, my expertise in most fields was lacking at best. Naturally, I opened a brothel. I called it the “Naughty Mermaid.” The fortune that so unexpectedly graced me empowered me to open the most exclusive and expensive house in the city. \n\nThe Naughty Mermaid quickly became the gathering point for the rich, famous, and influential. They did not only meet here to have sex with an experienced girl. No, they used this establishment as neutral ground to forge new alliances, conclude contracts, or simply negotiate with old friends or foes. If they choose so, with a silky but discreet and secretive mouth around their cocks or a tongue deep in their nethers.\n\nI pride myself on employing the most skilled and discreet whores in all of the land. Something easily achieved by treating them well, paying them better, and thus gaining their loyalty. They didn’t need bribe money to make ends meet. My security ascertained their safety; therefore, threats and blackmailing didn’t bother them. \n\nIn short, my whores are treated the way I wished my customers had treated me during my time as a prostitute. Which was the polar opposite of how I had been handled by absolutely everyone. Except for Rufus Beck. The handsome Lion that had changed my life as he offered me one last job.\n\nYou ask where to find such loyal employees. Unfortunately, that was too easy; the poor quarters never ran out of men and women forced to sell their bodies. This may be a new city to me, but you can bet every town has its slum. And every slum has no shortage of shunned and abused whores. Selling their body on filthy streets to even filthier customers. \n\nThey don’t receive a new job here. It’s a brothel, after all, and thus prostitutes were mandatory. What they were granted here was the same job but under much better conditions. Ultimately, I offer the working conditions that I wished to have had back in my days. I’m wealthy now, but not so rich that I could change their life in the way Rufus shaped mine. Still, the treatment they receive here grants them a dignified life. Further, the payment offered permits them to get out of poverty and, if they choose to, out of prostitution. However, many choose to keep their job under the circumstances offered. \n\nHere, they don’t get threatened by customers (to offer their services for free) or city guards (who tried to extort the little coin they made). Furthermore, clients won’t abuse them (except if they agree to it and are adequately compensated). In the “Naughty Mermaid,” my employees are safe and well-fed with quality food. If they choose, they can stay in the comfort of the brothel (some prefer to live in their own homes instead). \n\nAs far as possible, the Naughty Mermaid was a whore’s paradise. And indeed, most of my employees enjoyed their jobs tremendously. Treating and pampering a wealthy noble who was clean and smelled like roses. Indeed, a better assignment than being slapped by a drunkard who smelled like piss. \n\nOr some clients preferred to pamper the prostitute instead. For a street whore an unthinkable occurrence. Here in the “Naughty Mermaid,” not too seldom. We have more than a handful of customers who pay to make a whore scream in bliss for hours. Though most importantly, the whore has the last word. They can’t be forced if they disagree with what the customer wants. I ascertain that. I enforce that!\n\nHow? Well, behind every room, there is a second wall. Between the room’s wall and the second one was a narrow hallway. The purpose? Secret peepholes permitted me to look into what was happening in any chamber. I check them regularly. Thus, my odds of catching an abusive customer were high.\n\nYes, I do spy on my whores and customers. And no, they do not know. I’m discreet and secretive. My whole concern revolves around my employees not being maltreated. No eavesdropping was going on. The conversations of my customers were not my business. That my whores were treated with the proper respect, though, was. Fortunately, with a house full of wealthy gentlemen, security was rarely required to intervene. \n\nStill, rich and influential people occasionally get kicked out of my business. Banned to enter my house ever again. You may believe it is dangerous to mess with those kinds of people. Yet, in my situation, it was, at worst, a calculated risk. Aside from that, I am rich and influential too. All my customers were prosperous and well-connected. My brothel had become their meeting point. This circumstance grants me their protection. And further, it ensures my rules were rarely violated. You’re not simply banned from a brothel. You jeopardize your very importance by being banned from the Naughty Mermaid---the place everyone meets on neutral ground.\n\nFortunately, business usually goes smoothly. People know, accept, and appreciate that this brothel was neutral ground. My customers understand that they have to leave their grudges on the door. \n\nLike the Tiger here, that gets served by the “Quintuplets.” The five Mouse siblings have a story painfully similar to my own. The too-early passing away of their parents quickly spiraled them to a life of impoverished whores in the slums—the place where I usually hire my employees. \n\nHowever, in the case of those five rascals, they sought me out. They learned that I take in a lot of whores from the slums. The Mice snuck into the best quarter of the town where the Naughty Mermaid’s 5-story building towered. Quite an impressive deed by them, considering that poor girls in rags were not looked kindly on in this part of town. In fact, the city guards would have chased them and thrown them out. Unfortunately, like in most cities, in Hochwald, poor people were not permitted in the wealthy quarters.\n\nI never asked them how they made their way into the Mermaid. Yet refusing the services of five perfectly built 19-year-old Mice would have been outright criminal. Thus, the Quintuplets entered my service. The decision turned out to be as great as it appeared. They quickly became one of the favorite attractions in The Mermaid. Especially after they decided to be only rented as five. Solo jobs were unanimously refused by the Quintuplet. \n\nThey ask for a small fortune for their services. Though, I can ascertain they are absolutely worth every coin. Having them serve you after a particularly stressful and busy day was divine. And yes, I pay them too. No whore has to serve me for free! But damn, I tell you, having five Mouse tongues caress your body was unmatched by anything else. \n\nOne mouth suckled my left breast. Another equally skilled worked my right nipple. The third tongue brazenly explored my vagina deeply and thoroughly. During which another set of soft lips locked me in a passionate kiss. Her tongue explored every inch of my mouth. Lastly, a particularly bold muzzle licked my feet and suckled on my toes. \n\nAnd don’t think they only use their mouths. No, their petite hands touched and caressed my fur while they licked and sucked and kissed. My whole body trembled as their hands brushed through the insides of my thighs. Kneaded my large breasts. Scratched me behind my ear. When they had finished, every hair of my fur was covered in their saliva. Each Mouse’s tongue had visited my pussy once. Five powerful orgasms had shattered my body before they stopped. In short, those Quintuplets give you a couple of hours of heaven. I have to pay them a visit again soon! Maybe later tonight.\n\nThough, right now, the male Tiger savored their divine service. Looking at his face, he enjoyed them to the fullest. The Quintuplets worshipped his paws, cock, and ass. They seem to have just started. The feline will soon experience that males can indeed have and enjoy multiple orgasms.\n\nNo silkier mouths and no more skilled tongues than those five. The feline nobleman will be exhausted in the best way in a couple of hours. Sessions with those Mice always ended that way.\n\nFrom my angle of view, I had a spectacular sight of the Mouse—Lisa—her name—whose tongue penetrated deep into the Tiger’s ass. Our feline friend had a tight grip on her head, attempting to push her even deeper. Lost in the moment. Overwhelmed by the pleasure granted to him by the Quintuplets. Karo sat on the shoulders of the nobleman, caressed his fur, and took care that in his bliss, he didn’t push any of her sisters too far. \n\nKaro looked relaxed and enjoyed her time. That suggested the Tiger was not pushing too far, and everything went as agreed upon. Even though Lisa’s muzzle by now halfway penetrated the Tiger’s asshole. While another Mouse—Diana—choked on a boatload of semen. It even spilled from her nose. But bravely, she kept her calm and continued caressing the feline’s large sack with her skilled hands. \n\nTo be fair, he gave back. The quivering Mouses’s pubic hair was drenched in his saliva and her own juices. As it appeared, the Tiger’s tongue didn’t lack experience and skill either. The large feline held her upside down to give him access to her nethers while she, in return, could keep sucking his shaft. Knowing Diana, she was at least past her second orgasm by now. \n\nSince one thing has to be said about the Quintuplets, they were horny perverts. And I mean that most positively and respectfully. But they enjoyed their times as whores tremendously since they entered the “Naughty Mermaid.” Yet there was easily one Mouse to pick who was considerably more randy than the others, and that was indeed Diana.\n\nNow, after the Tiger had put a full load into the first Mouse, they switched around. The two—Regina and Klara— who had worshipped the nobleman’s paws began to massage and lick his spent balls. His shrinking member realized its errors and quickly grew back to full length. Diana cleaned herself up at an opportune moment. Her face and breasts were full of white semen, while her pussy was soaked in Tiger saliva and her juices.\n\nWhen the Tiger finally released Lisa’s head, she withdrew from his ass. She panted and happily inhaled fresh air. Yet she didn’t dally around and switched places with the hastily cleaned Diana. Which in turn now took the spot at the Tiger’s ass and quickly got to work. Her tongue eagerly licked over the feline’s asshole. \n\nLisa, on the other hand, climbed up the Tiger’s body. The girl was clearly relieved not to have “ass-duty” anymore. She always had been the shyest of the five. Her having to start at the butt suggests she lost a bet with her siblings. I have no doubt she’s going to have a word with them afterward. Right now, though, she kept being professional, and the Tiger, who noticed her climbing up his fur, lifted her up and began to worship her in turn. His big, raspy tongue licked her thus far unattended nethers. And soon entered her tight entrance. Lisa screamed in bliss. Seems those girls get more than coins today. \n\nMost customers didn’t care for the prostitute’s pleasure. Which was fair; they paid for a service, after all. However, some customers, of course, paid to give pleasure. And others like the Tiger wanted both. The feline certainly visited to be treated by the rodents, but part of this treat was undoubtedly to make Mice scream in bliss. \n\nThe Quintuplets were known to enjoy those types of customers the most. And as a fun fact, they didn’t take business from customers who only wanted to give them pleasure. They insisted on being the proactive part of an encounter. Yet they certainly didn’t mind if the customer paid back a little fun like this Tiger.\n\nAs one easily observed with Lisa right now. She still quivered in the large hands of the Tiger as he licked her to orgasm after orgasm. She screamed in bliss, and her pussy had become a moist mess. He even paid some of her discomforts back by now licking her asshole in turn. It looked pretty cute how Lisa’s tiny hands rested on the large Tiger’s muzzle. Trying to keep his mouth there, not that her strength could move that enormous head. After all, the Tiger was 2.5 - 3 times the size of a Mouse.\n\nEventually, he lowered her towards his massive erection. The large shaft slipped quickly into her moist nethers. She said a few words to the Tiger, which I couldn’t understand. But his eyes went wide in surprise. She said more, and the Tiger let his hands go off her. With his grip gone, gravity did its duty, and the petite Mouse slid down his massive cock all the way. \n\nTigers didn’t possess the biggest cocks on average, but compared to a Mouse, they were quite sizable. However, people tend to misjudge how much our kin takes. I talk of experience in my days as a port whore. Even a Horse cock could be made fit if the customer paid extra. \n\nAdmittedly, Lisa here was unique. I once saw her taking an Elephant cock halfway. How? No clue! However, a Tiger cock was no challenge for the tiny Mouse. The whole rod fit comfortably inside the little rodent.\n\nNext, the Tiger grabbed Lisa around her hips with both hands and pulled her up again. And then slowly down. She talked to him again. When he lifted her up next time, he did not carefully slide her down his cock afterward. No, he slammed her down onto his erect cock with much force.\n\nLisa screamed. The Tiger lifted her up and pushed her down even harder than before. The Mouse screamed louder. This way, it continued. However, let me tell you, those screams were not born of pain. No, those were the noises of a Mouse that climaxed every 5 seconds. Lisa might be the shyest of the Quintuplets, but that’s not saying much. And she is as big of a pervert as the other four of the bunch. And none of them appreciated a hard fuck more than her. \n\nHowever, as much as I would enjoy watching them longer. I had to continue my rounds. Eventually, I left and headed for the next spyhole. The wall-shattering pleasure screams of Lisa accompanied me.\n\n_____\n\nConsider joining my Telegram Channel, where you can find WiPs and artworks I post nowhere else. [url=https://inkbunny.net/j/420935-Volatus-telegram]Info here[/url] ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "The story (2600 words) continues the journey of Lena, whose story you can read here

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My name is Lena. Not long ago, I earned my coin as a whore. The poorest part of the harbor quarter I called my home. Everyone who paid a few measly coppers could pump his seed into me. Among my “charming” customers, one would face unwashed Horse sailors, brutish Wolf thugs, drunken Leopards, and any other filthy subject imaginable—the usual night crowd of the port.

Now I’m rich. Not because I sold my body to lowlifes. No, I’m wealthy by pure dumb chance. The right person saw me at the right moment. It opened a door—a job opportunity. The pay—life-changing. It sounded like a scam. It was not.

I’m a wealthy woman. The days of selling my petite Mouse body to Horses, Wolves, or Leopards were gone for good. Rhino’s who molested me, Foxes who abused me, and Cheetahs who scammed me bygone. Back then, the “better part” of society shunned and spat out when they spotted me at the local market. Now, I was part of them—rather above them. I traded the rags I wore for dresses of silk and cashmere.

Yes, I had to leave the city I used to call my home. There, no one had seen me dressed in beautiful clothes. Here, no one ever saw me in my dirty rags. With the money received from my last job, I was to start a new life in the city of Hochwald.

And a new life I did start. Yet having been a poor whore all my life, my expertise in most fields was lacking at best. Naturally, I opened a brothel. I called it the “Naughty Mermaid.” The fortune that so unexpectedly graced me empowered me to open the most exclusive and expensive house in the city.

The Naughty Mermaid quickly became the gathering point for the rich, famous, and influential. They did not only meet here to have sex with an experienced girl. No, they used this establishment as neutral ground to forge new alliances, conclude contracts, or simply negotiate with old friends or foes. If they choose so, with a silky but discreet and secretive mouth around their cocks or a tongue deep in their nethers.

I pride myself on employing the most skilled and discreet whores in all of the land. Something easily achieved by treating them well, paying them better, and thus gaining their loyalty. They didn’t need bribe money to make ends meet. My security ascertained their safety; therefore, threats and blackmailing didn’t bother them.

In short, my whores are treated the way I wished my customers had treated me during my time as a prostitute. Which was the polar opposite of how I had been handled by absolutely everyone. Except for Rufus Beck. The handsome Lion that had changed my life as he offered me one last job.

You ask where to find such loyal employees. Unfortunately, that was too easy; the poor quarters never ran out of men and women forced to sell their bodies. This may be a new city to me, but you can bet every town has its slum. And every slum has no shortage of shunned and abused whores. Selling their body on filthy streets to even filthier customers.

They don’t receive a new job here. It’s a brothel, after all, and thus prostitutes were mandatory. What they were granted here was the same job but under much better conditions. Ultimately, I offer the working conditions that I wished to have had back in my days. I’m wealthy now, but not so rich that I could change their life in the way Rufus shaped mine. Still, the treatment they receive here grants them a dignified life. Further, the payment offered permits them to get out of poverty and, if they choose to, out of prostitution. However, many choose to keep their job under the circumstances offered.

Here, they don’t get threatened by customers (to offer their services for free) or city guards (who tried to extort the little coin they made). Furthermore, clients won’t abuse them (except if they agree to it and are adequately compensated). In the “Naughty Mermaid,” my employees are safe and well-fed with quality food. If they choose, they can stay in the comfort of the brothel (some prefer to live in their own homes instead).  

As far as possible, the Naughty Mermaid was a whore’s paradise. And indeed, most of my employees enjoyed their jobs tremendously. Treating and pampering a wealthy noble who was clean and smelled like roses. Indeed, a better assignment than being slapped by a drunkard who smelled like piss.

Or some clients preferred to pamper the prostitute instead. For a street whore an unthinkable occurrence. Here in the “Naughty Mermaid,” not too seldom. We have more than a handful of customers who pay to make a whore scream in bliss for hours. Though most importantly, the whore has the last word. They can’t be forced if they disagree with what the customer wants. I ascertain that. I enforce that!

How? Well, behind every room, there is a second wall. Between the room’s wall and the second one was a narrow hallway. The purpose? Secret peepholes permitted me to look into what was happening in any chamber. I check them regularly. Thus, my odds of catching an abusive customer were high.

Yes, I do spy on my whores and customers. And no, they do not know. I’m discreet and secretive. My whole concern revolves around my employees not being maltreated. No eavesdropping was going on. The conversations of my customers were not my business. That my whores were treated with the proper respect, though, was. Fortunately, with a house full of wealthy gentlemen, security was rarely required to intervene.

Still, rich and influential people occasionally get kicked out of my business. Banned to enter my house ever again. You may believe it is dangerous to mess with those kinds of people. Yet, in my situation, it was, at worst, a calculated risk. Aside from that, I am rich and influential too. All my customers were prosperous and well-connected. My brothel had become their meeting point. This circumstance grants me their protection. And further, it ensures my rules were rarely violated. You’re not simply banned from a brothel. You jeopardize your very importance by being banned from the Naughty Mermaid---the place everyone meets on neutral ground.

Fortunately, business usually goes smoothly. People know, accept, and appreciate that this brothel was neutral ground. My customers understand that they have to leave their grudges on the door.

Like the Tiger here, that gets served by the “Quintuplets.” The five Mouse siblings have a story painfully similar to my own. The too-early passing away of their parents quickly spiraled them to a life of impoverished whores in the slums—the place where I usually hire my employees.

However, in the case of those five rascals, they sought me out. They learned that I take in a lot of whores from the slums. The Mice snuck into the best quarter of the town where the Naughty Mermaid’s 5-story building towered. Quite an impressive deed by them, considering that poor girls in rags were not looked kindly on in this part of town. In fact, the city guards would have chased them and thrown them out. Unfortunately, like in most cities, in Hochwald, poor people were not permitted in the wealthy quarters.

I never asked them how they made their way into the Mermaid. Yet refusing the services of five perfectly built 19-year-old Mice would have been outright criminal. Thus, the Quintuplets entered my service. The decision turned out to be as great as it appeared. They quickly became one of the favorite attractions in The Mermaid. Especially after they decided to be only rented as five. Solo jobs were unanimously refused by the Quintuplet.

They ask for a small fortune for their services. Though, I can ascertain they are absolutely worth every coin. Having them serve you after a particularly stressful and busy day was divine. And yes, I pay them too. No whore has to serve me for free! But damn, I tell you, having five Mouse tongues caress your body was unmatched by anything else.

One mouth suckled my left breast. Another equally skilled worked my right nipple. The third tongue brazenly explored my vagina deeply and thoroughly. During which another set of soft lips locked me in a passionate kiss. Her tongue explored every inch of my mouth. Lastly, a particularly bold muzzle licked my feet and suckled on my toes.

And don’t think they only use their mouths. No, their petite hands touched and caressed my fur while they licked and sucked and kissed. My whole body trembled as their hands brushed through the insides of my thighs. Kneaded my large breasts. Scratched me behind my ear. When they had finished, every hair of my fur was covered in their saliva. Each Mouse’s tongue had visited my pussy once. Five powerful orgasms had shattered my body before they stopped. In short, those Quintuplets give you a couple of hours of heaven. I have to pay them a visit again soon! Maybe later tonight.

Though, right now, the male Tiger savored their divine service. Looking at his face, he enjoyed them to the fullest. The Quintuplets worshipped his paws, cock, and ass. They seem to have just started. The feline will soon experience that males can indeed have and enjoy multiple orgasms.

No silkier mouths and no more skilled tongues than those five. The feline nobleman will be exhausted in the best way in a couple of hours. Sessions with those Mice always ended that way.

From my angle of view, I had a spectacular sight of the Mouse—Lisa—her name—whose tongue penetrated deep into the Tiger’s ass. Our feline friend had a tight grip on her head, attempting to push her even deeper. Lost in the moment. Overwhelmed by the pleasure granted to him by the Quintuplets. Karo sat on the shoulders of the nobleman, caressed his fur, and took care that in his bliss, he didn’t push any of her sisters too far.

Karo looked relaxed and enjoyed her time. That suggested the Tiger was not pushing too far, and everything went as agreed upon. Even though Lisa’s muzzle by now halfway penetrated the Tiger’s asshole. While another Mouse—Diana—choked on a boatload of semen. It even spilled from her nose. But bravely, she kept her calm and continued caressing the feline’s large sack with her skilled hands.

To be fair, he gave back. The quivering Mouses’s pubic hair was drenched in his saliva and her own juices. As it appeared, the Tiger’s tongue didn’t lack experience and skill either. The large feline held her upside down to give him access to her nethers while she, in return, could keep sucking his shaft. Knowing Diana, she was at least past her second orgasm by now.

Since one thing has to be said about the Quintuplets, they were horny perverts. And I mean that most positively and respectfully. But they enjoyed their times as whores tremendously since they entered the “Naughty Mermaid.” Yet there was easily one Mouse to pick who was considerably more randy than the others, and that was indeed Diana.

Now, after the Tiger had put a full load into the first Mouse, they switched around. The two—Regina and Klara— who had worshipped the nobleman’s paws began to massage and lick his spent balls. His shrinking member realized its errors and quickly grew back to full length. Diana cleaned herself up at an opportune moment. Her face and breasts were full of white semen, while her pussy was soaked in Tiger saliva and her juices.

When the Tiger finally released Lisa’s head, she withdrew from his ass. She panted and happily inhaled fresh air. Yet she didn’t dally around and switched places with the hastily cleaned Diana. Which in turn now took the spot at the Tiger’s ass and quickly got to work. Her tongue eagerly licked over the feline’s asshole.

Lisa, on the other hand, climbed up the Tiger’s body. The girl was clearly relieved not to have “ass-duty” anymore. She always had been the shyest of the five. Her having to start at the butt suggests she lost a bet with her siblings. I have no doubt she’s going to have a word with them afterward. Right now, though, she kept being professional, and the Tiger, who noticed her climbing up his fur, lifted her up and began to worship her in turn. His big, raspy tongue licked her thus far unattended nethers. And soon entered her tight entrance. Lisa screamed in bliss. Seems those girls get more than coins today.

Most customers didn’t care for the prostitute’s pleasure. Which was fair; they paid for a service, after all. However, some customers, of course, paid to give pleasure. And others like the Tiger wanted both. The feline certainly visited to be treated by the rodents, but part of this treat was undoubtedly to make Mice scream in bliss.

The Quintuplets were known to enjoy those types of customers the most. And as a fun fact, they didn’t take business from customers who only wanted to give them pleasure. They insisted on being the proactive part of an encounter. Yet they certainly didn’t mind if the customer paid back a little fun like this Tiger.

As one easily observed with Lisa right now. She still quivered in the large hands of the Tiger as he licked her to orgasm after orgasm. She screamed in bliss, and her pussy had become a moist mess. He even paid some of her discomforts back by now licking her asshole in turn. It looked pretty cute how Lisa’s tiny hands rested on the large Tiger’s muzzle. Trying to keep his mouth there, not that her strength could move that enormous head. After all, the Tiger was 2.5 - 3 times the size of a Mouse.

Eventually, he lowered her towards his massive erection. The large shaft slipped quickly into her moist nethers. She said a few words to the Tiger, which I couldn’t understand. But his eyes went wide in surprise. She said more, and the Tiger let his hands go off her. With his grip gone, gravity did its duty, and the petite Mouse slid down his massive cock all the way.

Tigers didn’t possess the biggest cocks on average, but compared to a Mouse, they were quite sizable. However, people tend to misjudge how much our kin takes. I talk of experience in my days as a port whore. Even a Horse cock could be made fit if the customer paid extra.

Admittedly, Lisa here was unique. I once saw her taking an Elephant cock halfway. How? No clue! However, a Tiger cock was no challenge for the tiny Mouse. The whole rod fit comfortably inside the little rodent.

Next, the Tiger grabbed Lisa around her hips with both hands and pulled her up again. And then slowly down. She talked to him again. When he lifted her up next time, he did not carefully slide her down his cock afterward. No, he slammed her down onto his erect cock with much force.

Lisa screamed. The Tiger lifted her up and pushed her down even harder than before. The Mouse screamed louder. This way, it continued. However, let me tell you, those screams were not born of pain. No, those were the noises of a Mouse that climaxed every 5 seconds. Lisa might be the shyest of the Quintuplets, but that’s not saying much. And she is as big of a pervert as the other four of the bunch. And none of them appreciated a hard fuck more than her.

However, as much as I would enjoy watching them longer. I had to continue my rounds. Eventually, I left and headed for the next spyhole. The wall-shattering pleasure screams of Lisa accompanied me.

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