I had purchased some lube, just in case. He pushed a finger with lube in my girly hole, then added a second, by the time the third one was in, he was ...rubbing the head of his cock along my bottom cheeks. When he entered me, the pain was there, but not as bad as I thought it would be, slowly he moved in and out until I began to respond, then the rhythm was faster, I was pushing back to match every thrust. He had hold of both of my tits and I was fucking as fast and hard as I could. Ever since. Chapter 11 of Born Wolf is being frustrating. I will not abandon you all, Kurt would kill me if I did. To tide you over, and yes, Born Wolf will be a real book really soon, here is a little one shot that I accidentally wrote while I was supposed to be 'relaxing' from writing.As always, you get it as it comes, no editing. This story will appear at some point in an anthology. It'll get edited then. Promise.All characters are consensual and over 18. Also, don't pet wild bears, unfortunately real. L that she was a squirter. I told her that her pussy was perfect and was shameful her husband never used it, when she calmed more she said she never felt anything like that which i replied i was not done yet. i was so turned on by this normally gross looking woman but she was beautiful to me at that moment. i kissed her again taking her by surprise because I felt like i had to teach her to french kiss. She got into it and began kissing back moaning as i kissed her neck working my way down I. We stood in the hallway and after a moment or two John started tosmile."Oh God, these two really have found each other. What is in there forme?"He then started to rearrange his bulge in his pants. John looked at me,I looked back but couldn't hold his gaze and looked sheepishly on theground."Get down on your knees. Now sissymaid Greta".In horror I looked back at him and saw the determination in his eyes. Hemade a step forward, I shivered because I thought he was going to hit mebut he simply.