I glanced to my left then right seeking an escape but to no avail, in both directions my route was blocked by similar beings. She wrote back with a fantastic deion of being ravaged by a pack of werewolves. Even though it was the summer as the mist started to drop causing a chill to enter the air and the damp seemed to permeate my bones through the thin summer cotton dress I wore. The creature is pushing deeper and I feel it pressing against my cervix, I feel it push through. The second time I do pass out from the brutal fucking as I feel the fetid breath coming from the creatures surrounding me, snarling and snuffling in some primeval mating frenzy, each demanding its turn with the new pack bitch. He was naked and hanging down between his legs was not a normal man’s cock, I had seen a few, but a huge angry red thing that would have been better suited on a dog.
