breathing said a scarecrow. "Paradise! This paradise! ”

Dorothy, holding the cob, rose and fell on her hips. Her wet vagina slid over the polished surface of the corn. “Are you finishing up?” She asked in one breath.

"Oh, miss ... miss ..."

“Dorothy,” she whispered. “Call me Dorothy.”

“Dorothy ... well, uhhhhh ... I have to tell you ... ohmm. I can't finish. ”

"ABOUT?"

“I have no eggs. I'm just a scarecrow, you know. ”

“Okay, no problem,” Dorothy smiled. She pulled the cob out of her pussy and tucked it back into her pants. “We will think that you have finished.” She lay down next to the bogey, laying her head on his chest and wrapping her legs around him. Toto curled up next.

Taking a short nap, Dorothy told the scarecrow about the purpose of her campaign to the Wizard of the Emerald City.

“Do you think the Wizard can help me?” The scarecrow asked hopefully. "I would have a little brain ... it's the sexiest organ, you know."

“I’m sure he can,” Dorothy nodded.

“Then, let's go!” The scarecrow jumped up, dusting off the dust and helped Dorothy rise.

Dorothy shook her dress and put it over her head.

“It seems to me that everything is ready,” commented the scarecrow.

“Of course,” Dorothy laughed. - “Forward.”

Scarecrow and Dorothy took the first left, but when they turned, the bricks on the road turned pink instead of yellow.

“It seems to me that we are going wrong,” said Dorothy. They headed back to the crossroads and took a right. After a while, Dorothy felt hungry, “Can I eat here somewhere?” McDonald's or something like that? ”

Scarecrow smiled, - "What do you think, where are we?"

Dorothy looked back. Along the side of the road were thickets of trees hung with large, ripe red apples.

“Well, apples are still better than nothing,” she shrugged. Coming off the road, the girl approached the nearest tree and reached for the fruit. The tree began to stir, the branch instantly rose with a whistle, pulling the apple from its hands and a muffled voice said, “You, little fuck, what the fuck do you want?”

“See?” The scarecrow laughed. "Know, you're not in Kansas."

Dorothy, a little thought, scratched her chin. "I have an idea! Move over. "

She turned her back to the apple tree and lifted the hem, exposing her buttocks. The tree snarled indignantly, whistling a twig and the apples poured on the girl glittering like a full moon, hitting right in the ass.

“Ooo-oh!” Dorothy groaned, flipping forward. The scarecrow rushed to intercept, saving, but, having turned over him, it suddenly turned out to be directly opposite the metal pin.

Scarecrow rushed to her, - "How are you, Dorothy?"

"Fine. I think this shot was not the best. ”

She, leaning her hands on the pin, rose, then, glancing above, she realized that it was not a pin. It was a leg.

“Oh, my God,” Dorothy murmured, barely catching her breath. "Metallic man."

“Silver-plated, I would say,” said the Scarecrow thoughtfully. "And very rusty."

From somewhere, deep from the metal came the sound.

“Did he say something?” Asked the Scarecrow.

"He said:" Butterdish! "," Explained Dorothy.

“What does a butter dish mean?”

Dorothy found a butterdish at her belt, took it, and began to oil the joints of Iron Man. As soon as he could move, Iron Man ran right behind the nearest tree. After a brief rattle of metal, the sound of a water jet was heard. “Ahhhhh,” - Iron Man smiling out of the tree, closing the little door between his legs. "I kept it for so long."

“Oh, so much?” Said the Scarecrow, watching the little yellow stream flowing out from behind the apple tree. Part Four: "Fun Toy"

Iron Man smiled sadly. "Knock on my chest, here."

Dorothy rumbled metal."Well... ?"

"It's empty there. The blacksmith didn't give me a heart. ”

“So what?” Dorothy asked.

"This means that I only have sexual satisfaction, but no love."

“That's typical,” Dorothy grinned, shrugging. "But, I have everything also."

“Then you hit the right place,” Iron Man grinned. “Look!” He opened the little door between his legs and took out a shiny tube topped with bolts.

Dorothy stared, "And how did it not rust?"

“Stainless steel,” Iron Man grinned. “I have an idea which parts are most important in order to be fully operational!” - He stepped towards Dorothy, “Touch it.”

Dorothy, at first, stretched tentatively and firmly grasped the appendage. Suddenly, the bend of the tube diminished, becoming more straight. He warmed in her fingers, shook ... vibrated ... and began to rotate slowly.

“Oooooh!” Dorothy moaned. "That's great!"

“Want to try?” Asked Iron Man.

“Could I dream!” - Dorothy looked around. "But where, on solid ground?"

Dorothy leaned out of the back of the Scarecrow and patted her on the shoulder. "You forgot me?"

Dorothy turned to him, “How could you think?”

"Come on, perishing!"

Dorothy nodded, lay down on top of him, and pulled up the hem, showing her pussy open.

"Do you not wear panties?" - Iron Man was surprised.

"After Munchkinland, no," Dorothy smiled, blushing slightly. "They are a little leaky."

The iron man shrugged and settled between Dorothy's thighs, bent down a little, supporting his upper torso with his hands and sent his shiny metal member to Dorothy's pussy. As soon as he reached her vagina, the member began to quietly buzz.

“Oh my god,” Dorothy whispered. “Insert! He's driving me crazy already! ”

In one motion, Iron Man stuck his cock into her, Dorothy's vagina completely absorbed the appendage.

“You may not even move,” Dorothy squealed as much. "Ka-a-ak is good-oh-oh!"

The buzz of a metal dick was so mesmerizing, especially when he turned in her pussy, rubbing metal bolts over her clit. Dorothy felt a slight movement beneath her, then Bogal's gloved hands lifted, caressing her breasts through delicate matter. Then something else ...

“Scarecrow! What are you doing? ”She barely breathed.

"Nothing. Nothing special, ”the Scarecrow whispered in her ear.

"Then what does it get in my ass?"

"There must be a stalk ..."

“Um-hh!” Dorothy moaned when her anus was pierced. “Wnnngx! This is not a fucking stalk! ”

"Maybe this is my ear," - Scarecrow grinned. "Sometimes I am so embarrassed."

“He is embarrassed. My ass is embarrassed! ”- as the girl cut off.

"Your ass, perhaps," groaned the Scarecrow. "And how nice."

Dorothy relaxed, both of her holes were filled to capacity, and completely surrendered to her body. The constant buzzing vibration and spinning bolts on Iron Man's cock began to produce an effect. She felt like balancing on the edge of an orgasm.

“Oh, yes!” She gasped, when her body completely surrendered, her pelvis moving rhythmically. She began to raise her hips in response, thrusting Iron Man's cock deep into herself while the Scarecrow member came out of her ass, then the reverse process, pushing the ear deep into the anus when the iron head caressed the clitoris. With the last groan, the girl leaned back, her head buried in the straw head of the Scarecrow.

“Have you guys finished, or what?” She hardly asked.

“Have I finished?” Smiled Iron Man, then straightened up. He took out his metal member from the vagina.

“No ...” Dorothy protested, lifting her head and staring right at him.

Iron Man sent his powerful tool to her face and as if a ball of white liquid spilled out from its end, spreading across Dorothy’s face.

"Oh! Fuck! ”Dorothy squeezed her eyes, wiping the droplets.

"Do not eat this," laughed Iron Man. “This is silicone oil. Just rub it here, ”he pointed to his dick.

Dorothy sat down, still rubbing her ass on Bogal's dickhead. She wiped the oil from her hand on the metal member and Iron Man pulled back, continuing to rub the droplets on his iron appendage. Dorothy turned back to the Scarecrow's brightened face. "And you? Do you want to finish?

“More than ever,” he nodded. “Maybe I'll change my mind and ask the Wizard for a real dick with eggs!” To be continued...