The sound of Madre snickering at Rhino's words left a bad taste in Bloodhound's mouth, a sentiment the others shared. "...Something weird about that?" Madre sighed, her focus turning to the near antagonized Bloodhound, "Oh, my dear... I mean nothing by it. They are your people, of course you would like to see them. However..." She paused a moment, "You did have a fourth. It is because of his... distaste for my abode that he is no longer here, and as he left so long ago I am sure he has made it back by now." A goddess strolled across the dust in Rhino's direction until she was mere inches away, her mask glancing in Bloodhound's direction as she delicately stroked her exposed hand along the contour of Rhino's neck. "Though... if you're that concerned I could certainly see the need for one of you to make your way back." Madre turned her full attention to Rhino, her arm wrapping around his shoulders as the opposite leg slid up his outer thigh, her massive breasts pressing against his chest and resting against the upper curve of his extended gut; "I could even send one of my own as escort. My dear Rhino... so tall and strong, would you mind terribly going after your friend? If not for me... for them?" She glanced towards Bird and Bloodhound, their posture close together, a muscled arm securely holding a timid frame and truly making them appear as a couple. Madre leaned in close, her warm breath cascading along Rhino's neck as this hypnotic woman whispered into the space just beneath his ear, "...I think they'd like some alone Brunette time, and I feel I already know you so well... You're just the man for the job." The husky babe man blushed at the seductive, soft voice pleading for his assistance, all thought other than this goddess fading into the distant background. "Y-yeah... I can do that." Rhino looked over at his companions as they patiently waited, his voice eager and filled with confidence, "I'll go, guys! I have some... making up to do with Ox anyhow, I don't think he likes me all that much... You two stay here and get to know these guys!" Bird and Bloodhound stared bewildered, "A-alright, are you sure?" Bird's voice was soft, almost discouraging though she assuredly would never have meant for it to be. Rhino nodded in response, and with an expectant, wide eyed expression he looked back to the voluptuous woman so tightly pressed against him, and shivered at the sound of her sensual voice. "Thank you, my dear..." As Rhino made his way down to the grass at the base of the heap he found himself joined by a stocky man covered in a large beard; the man glanced over his shoulder in Madre's direction to be met with an affirming nod, and the two of pornstar them vanished into the darkness just as Ox had the night before. 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