If he were to be tempted away to another host though the former host's body would seize upon the remnant fragment, his semen if you will, and slowly restore the asian satyr from it as if it were damaged tissue. In the later part of that process a hentai new dormant phase would begin and at the end of it a new mature satyr would emerge. Mike and Ada were far down stream in the chain of consequences from the original spell. If the old mage could have known about them though he would have simply laughed at their fate. He had created a new STD, (sexually transmitted demon). Their bodies would begin to produce melanin that would eventually reproduce the satyr. Sassy Sally would swell at her belly which would darken to the color of the satyr that was being restored but only as fast as Mike's body created the melanin required. Later she would not give birth, she would be enveloped into a new dot out of which in time would emerge both her and the next satyr to recommence their carnal liaisons and his sexual compulsions. The process didn't usually begin though until the satyr was transferred to another host. He would have a little vacation and then it would all begin again. Ada awoke alone in her room. She was desperately thirsty. Laying there in the rumpled bed she realized that her head hurt already with the coming hangover. Staggering to the toilet she dropped unceremoniously onto the seat to let her urine flow then standing again she rinsed her face and filled the water glass. While she sipped the water she looked into the mirror to take stock. She had been seriously fucked, sex like she Cartoons hadn’t known existed. The mirror confirmed that the satyr had remained with her, he was hers now. It was both appalling and fabulous. Ada felt far sexier than she had ever felt and was fairly certain she would be as irresistible as she had found Mike to be. Her body was still humming with the effects of her orgasms. It wasn’t like any afterglow she japanese had ever experienced before though, it was more of a low comfortable burn. There was a fire in her that she knew would flare up again. She wondered what it would take to fan it. “Wowwww.” She sighed at her reflection and the direction of her thoughts. It burned across my mind. "Don't get me wrong," Zach started to say, "that felt incredible. Our faces were mere inches apart. Cartoons "Nooo" I said muffled under his hand as I shook my head. I can teach you.” As I walked along Oxford Street I came across the store where I’d got caught masturbating in the changing room. This was one of the things she hated. I creaked open the door, staring at the toddler sleeping in his rocket hentai ship bed. No, he seemed to specifically want to fuck japanese her while she was still ‘sloppy’, so to speak. Her tits were asian jumping all over. The Second Man lay panting atop her corpse, his semen leaking from her dead cunt, his love having sent her home.