“When you are ready.” All at once, I felt an inexplicable sense of loss. I looked at her pale face; obscured as it was by three diagonal slashes of purplish war paint, I could not discern her expression in the feeble light, and her eyes appeared closed. Nonetheless, I had the feeling her meaning was still double; she was not simply referring to the sex. “What do you mean?” Again rising to all fours, she crawled over my lower half, threw the tent flap aside. The frigid night wind rapidly cooled and cleared the interior; a shaft of roseate moonlight penetrated the shadows. Yet, despite the insufficient light, I had a perfect view of her hindquarters not an arm’s length away; undoubtedly, she knew just what she was doing, as her furry cleft glistened at me. Stretching on all fours, back bowed like a cat (or dog), she took a deep breath of the night, wiggled her posterior at me. I caught myself reaching for her, but my curiosity at her dual meaning stayed my hands, delving instead toward my own moistness. A sharp intake of breath and I removed my hand; still too soon. I could have sworn by the Blade I heard another animal rumble from the redhead before she replied with her own question, speaking into the night: “Do you really wish to know?” For some reason – instinct? – I hesitated. “Y-Yes.” “You do not sound certain.” She stretched again, the muscles along her back, buttocks, thighs, calves rippling in the muted glow. I had an inexplicable vision of a bushy tail switching back-and-forth, maddeningly obscuring, and then revealing, her sex. This time I could not resist, and I heard the growl as I grabbed for a buttock with one hand, cupped her genitals with the other, delved with a digit or two. Whirling on me, teeth bared in a feral grin, yellow eyes glowing (had they not been green just moments ago?), the Huntress leapt atop me, pinning me once more. This time I did not resist the tongue-bath around my ears, neck, and face, followed by a fierce kiss upon my bruised lips. Still squirming, this time with pleasure, I completely forgot my question as she proceeded to my full breasts and ever lower… Later that night I partook of her other gift in the Underforge. What Aela had not mentioned was the killing; indeed, the hunger , to kill, in order to satiate the murderous, all-consuming rage. The rage that never abated, was only briefly gratified by intense bouts of lovemaking, hunting, or even deadly combat versus other humanoids. Nor had she mentioned the inability to sleep, the restlessness that drove one, every night, to either toss restlessly or else seek transformation into one’s beast-form, and hunt; and eat teen – but not just anything. As I had learned on that first night, cumshot simply slaughtering game animals and gorging oneself on them raw, would not suffice. Not even predators, such as the sabrecat somewhat anon, had sated me. I had simply assumed, then, the reason I had been sickened was that I had eaten them raw (entrails and all). Nevertheless, I did not want to reflect on how I came to realise the horrific truth, and what it meant… III Beast Mind Five nights ago... Through a red haze of frenzy, pain, and sickness, amateur I somehow came upon the recent kill of another predator. My own slaughter and violent consumption of a fox, rabbit, and most of a deer, had not sated me; indeed, I had disgorged virtually all that I had consumed blowjob of them. Yet, I was certain that eating these ill-fated victims would asian as nothing else – as vile as that thought was to the still-human fragment of my crazed mind. So, fighting the compulsion, I approached, slavering, on all fours – and was almost relieved when the explosive roar of the sabrecat slammed into me moments before its massive body. I relished the lethal battle to claim its kills. Had I been in human form even in full armour, the huge feline would have knocked me sprawling, stunned. Yet my lupine self brushed aside the pain, the blinding rage instead taking over as I leapt to counterattack. Austin’s on their team! Next, a long tail sprang from her tailbone, lashing back and forth as it expressed Lilith's pain. She looked at us and shouted, "Principal's office, now!" He wanted more for carnal pleasures for sure and he also wanted to see how much more depraved the ceremony can go. SHIT, FUCKING SHIT! Apparently the third girl had gone back to one of the boy’s room. What are you doing!” Rhonda cried. I can still asian feel a bit sore from yesterday’s foursome at the hotel. Patty grunted as the stiff prick rammed reached the depths of her womb. Hans gave her two hundred pounds as a gift and said how he had enjoyed his stay and hoped they could do it again sometime. Moments later Lisa and I made our way to Valley metro bus stop. As for psychological? “Wow, ok. That was some thank you.” I chuckled, and smiled. “What if we had caught his friends!” He said, suddenly. I lowered my head, my pale hands grabbing her ebony breasts. He now sported a respectable cock like his older brother and Dad had. "WHIP MY TITS AS HARD AS YOU CAN" Mark quietly commands, “Lick my amateur cock Laura.” Laura’s mind spins with excitement. I knew Anael and the other angels were watching right now, perving on this moment. “Well, maybe this will help,” Avan said as cumshot he blowjob fanned out a great teen amount of currency. I knew that once she woke up, her programmed lust for me would return.