She did the thing that had helped her when she was desperate for it to end, she stroked the satyr down his back and over his woolly ass. She was about to do it again when she noticed that he had stopped. He was grinning at her again. Unexpectedly he rose from the tattoo woman, who like the real woman had by then become less responsive. He moved quickly over Diana’s shoulder and out of sight, still erect as ever.
"Can’t believe you finally stopped." Diana panted.
That was enough distraction for Ada to not act fast enough. Realizing the risk she tried to jerk her arm out from under the dead weight of the exhausted woman. Her perspiration though made their flesh hold together and before Ada could roll Diana over to retrieve her arm the hooves were on her once more.
"No! No! Not again!" she shouted and shook her arm in a vain attempt to dislodge him. In seemingly no time at all the hands were on her breasts again and then he was in her. She hated it and she loved it and she hated that she loved it, finally she only loved it. She lay across the bed in any case and took another grand fucking that as usual went on at length while she kept the tempo as well as she could.
The noise of her first orgasm was what finally roused Diana. The young woman sat up on the bed to watch the woman. She had been certain a hairy man had fucked her from behind but only Ada was there and she was still dressed. Could Ada have dildo fucked her so relentlessly. She had no idea but there was no sign of a strap-on. Where were the rough wool pants? Finally, what was she doing now, screwing nothing face up on the bed fully dressed?
Ada had certainly not meant to call the satyr back to herself but not only was he hers again, she was his. The compulsion was on her and she rocked her hips like she needed it because she did need it while in his thrall. She was in the long stretch between a first and second orgasm with him when she noticed Diana watching. Perhaps it wasn’t too late, she knew that under her clothes something utterly fantastic was transpiring on her skin. It was what she had wanted to show Diana when events had gotten out of control. Ada’s fingers went to her buttons and fumblingly began to undo them.
Seeing that Ada meant to undress herself Diana decided it was time to go. Whatever came next didn’t matter, she and her pussy were too tired to care. All she cared about at that moment was her own hot shower and getting out of Ada’s room. Something and then someone had definitely been in that bed. She dressed as fast as her exhausted body would let her and went out. She heard Ada asking her to wait as the door closed. On the way home she decided that if another woman ever kissed her again she would knock her out. Interestingly, Ada disrupted the satyr before he ejaculated a fragment of his DNA into Diana’s Diana so she went away free of the spell. She would never even know the satyr existed.
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