Daniel, on the other hand, woke with the first touch on his penis.

He had tried to figure it who was touching him by the feel of the hand and had eliminated all the girls, except Amber.

He didn't believe it could be her, but the hand felt so different.

And it was so unsure of what it was doing. The idea of Amber the Bitch touching his cock got him hard in an instant.

Amber noticed the cock starting to grow. She watched in fascination as it grew thicker and longer and harder under her hand. It was so responsive. Nothing had prepared her for that. She held it in her hand and felt the sudden weight of it. Heat poured into her hand.

Her toys never radiated this wonder warmth.

She moved her hand a little and felt how soft the skin was. So lovely and soft. Underneath the skin it felt like a piece of wood, slightly giving. It was two things at once. The head of the cock had swollen as well. It was massive, like a big mushroom, and turning purple, engorged with blood. She ran her hand up to the tip to touch it and the cock jumped a little in her hand. She dropped it and it smacked on Daniel's stomach. She froze and waited.

When it appeared Daniel was still asleep, she reached out and touched the large head and pushed it. It was spongy. Soft, yet firm. Her finger suddenly slipped on a wetness coming out the hole at the tip.

She brought it to her nose and sniffed it. Her nose crinkled at the smell. She didn't Like the smell at all.

She stuck out her tongue and touched the liquid and then dared taste it. The taste wasn't much better. She had heard it was salty, but she didn't think so. It certainly wasn't sweet either, another lie.

It tastes like... it tastes like cum, she decided. She felt a shiver go through her and the little hairs on the back of her neck stood up.

That was strange, she thought. It was almost pleasurable.

She watched the cock for a bit. She could see it pulsing a little, with Daniel's heartbeat, she presumed. The tip lifted a little with each beat. It was fascinating to watch.

This was the thing that was plunging into her girls' holes last night. She had watched it spread their assholes and ream them. She had watched it spread their pussy lips and fuck them. She had watched it drive into their mouths. And she had watched it spray its cum all over the other girls with some horror.

But it wasn't as repulsive as I thought, was it? It really was no different than the toys we use. And I've used our toys on all my girls' holes. This toy was just alive and attached to a man. A man with a man's brain and all the other bullshit they brought with them.

She shuddered a Little.

Suddenly Amber entertained the thought of tying Mister Daniel Davies up and using her toys on him. She could see him tied up and begging for release. His cock at her mercy. The things she could do to him.

She would love to ram a dildo up that smug ass of his. No, a strap-on, she thought with glee. She could drive it into him again and again. Hear him cry out in pain.

She felt her pussy get wet with the thought, and she blinked. I'm horny thinking of tying Daniel up? Then she smiled a little. Maybe this family can work out after all.

They had everything packed and ready by noon. They mounted their horses, and the pack mule was tied up in tow, with their supplies carefully packed on him. Grace said she didn't need a horse. She would run ahead and scout out the terrain. Daniel thought this was crazy until Grace demonstrated her speed. He shut up after that.

When they rode away, Daniel refused to look back. The farm was already in his past. He looked forward instead to their future. A future with his new family.

He had shared Amber playing with his cock with Amy and Jasmine. They had smothered laughs and wondered what it meant. Daniel didn't entertain the thought she would join him. He was sure that only her curiosity had overcome her revulsion for a time.

They still felt the magic of Grace's pussy and told her so. She said it could last for days. She related how humans all were told to not eat anything from the fae. In truth, she said, it only applied to eating out the fae. She also said not to worry, they had more nights together to taste more. She had grinned hard at them and ran off to scout.

They made good time down the road. The horses were fresh, and Amber said they were strong and sturdy horses. When pressed Amber only said that being a hedge witch let the girls sense things like that. Amy and Jasmine had agreed with Amber as if it were common knowledge, and that was good enough for Daniel.