I mistook her query as jealously. “What do you care? I have enow left for you.” She grabbed the shoulder-length plaits of my sweat-matted, tundra cotton hair, twisted so that I faced her. “Listen to me. Have you mated” –there was that word– “with others– other humans ?” “One or two.” I still did not understand why it mattered to her. “What of it?” “And what happened?” Now I thought she was seeking gratuitous detail. “The usual,” I retorted. “She was pleasured – many times. As was I. What does it matter?” She growled. “Why do you suppose it is so good with me and not any human?” “I… I indian do not know. Because you are stronger – you can keep up with me? Let me go! ” She did so, laid down once more beside me. “Pup, you know nothing. That is it exactly, and why you must not mate with a human – unless you are prepared to deal with them afterward.” I still did not understand, and said so as I half-sat to get a bottle of wine. (I was thankful I could stomach wine, at least, as softcore well as other spirits, although I still could not eat.) “Give me that.” Ere I had it to my lips, Aela snatched the bottle from me, drained it in a few sloppy gulps. “ mature Bitch! ” I protested, though I knew it would do no good to attempt to wrest it back from her. “That was the last one.” She belched, tossed the empty aside. “Know your place, pup. Fetch another. And none of that Alto slop, by Frostfire – something decent, like Firebrand or Colovian brandy.” “I am not your servant – get it yourself!” She was atop me before I noticed her move, preternaturally strong hands about my throat, yellow eyes glaring into mine, elliptical pupils dilated. “There is much for you to learn, cub,” she rumbled in my face. Curiously, I was unaware of her sex centred upon my stomach this time, for her visage morphed into a snout, fangs abruptly appeared as her jaws opened and she leaned in until my nose was practically down her throat; her breath was humid, smelled of iron and cheap wine. Suddenly, I was sweating more profusely; nonetheless, I sought to fight back. It was a mistake, of course; I was not yet as strong as the rest of the Circle each on their own, let alone against three of them, as Farkas and Vilkas, along with Aela, sought to put me in my place. For, just as did their fully lupine cousins, werewolves had a strict social hierarchy, and if I had had any illusions that Kodlak Whitemane was solely in charge of the Companions, I now knew whom the dominant female of the pack, and likely leader, was. Furthermore, if I had thought that sex alone with Aela was incomparable, I was completely unprepared for the ‘lesson’ the twin brothers and the Huntress gave me. I have no doubt that, at certain times during our tryst, we were in beast form, at other times human – perhaps even, yes, both at once. Yet, it is not coyness that compels me to spare my audience the prurient details; I simply do not remember them clearly, and thus I would deign not make up lies or exaggerate – although, judging later from my sheer exhaustion and sense of gratification, embellishment would not be possible. In any event, I will have another chance later in my tale to describe such an encounter that turned out even better. I wanted us to just be a loving family. Purple and blue eyes shone up at me as I painted them. “You heard her?” She kissed me softly then said, “Okay. Savannah was slowly losing consciousness. That brought me back to earth and I quickly brought my leg down and got up onto my feet. A bunch of thoughts raced through my head, my dad was turned on, I caused him indian to get turned on, he hadn’t tried move me from his lap, and I liked the feel of my head on his hard-on. At some point, the head of Freddy's dick finally worked its way far enough inside Bea that it simply moved back and forth, while remaining inside her vagina, instead of repeatedly softcore penetrating her vaginal entrance, like it had been doing up until now. Of course the fact that we’d pretty much shared all at the river anyway, didn’t hurt the situation. “Gods below!” someone bellowed from the corridor. “Uh-huh,” moaned Nathalie, her hand sliding down my stomach while her other squeezed my rump. Sarah’s gaze shifted with increased curiosity between the medium and the house. "That's ridiculous, she's my sister." Sam answered back with a laugh. It stood out like a fleshy cudgel, every bit the full length of my hand and forearm, and much more so in girth. The price was nowhere near as bad as I expected, so very shortly, I had paid and was on my way, rushing home to get my new toy set up. “Yeah, I think it's a good idea that we coordinate when we can stop time,” I said to my little sister. He could help with legal matters and, as a bonus, Carole had always thought he was kind of cute. I pull on my swim trunks, and we hopped out of her truck, and started walking back towards the entrance, holding hands. No one was talking to me. The rest of the football team were shunning me. They were led by Tanisha. I hope this one is just as good as my first one, so enjoy it while it lasts!!! Karen jumped up and grabbed the ropes. "Agreed." Between a few glasses of wine and the afterglow of cumming a few times, I was game. I don’t mean that I narrowed at the waist like a man with a big chest and narrow hips, I mean I narrowed AT the waist. “I’m sorry you’re gone, Mitch. My one hand on her breast the other I reached around and found her clit and squeezed it and then released it, faster and faster my hips moved my cock in and out of her pussy. I'm not big, just average sized, but at times like this I kinda sympathized with how that Banner guy might feel, when the Hulk was in mid transformation. After a few mature seconds he pulled out of her and it looked like he was having second thoughts. He threw the towel to the group and then pinned me up against the wall. He decided instead to lean his shoulder against the wall and savor a beautiful site while it last. “No idea,” I said. "What's up?" she asked, walking around to Laura's side of the car.