"Slut...where were you last night?" He asked but didnt really waifed for her answer,pulling her hair back so she'll be able to look at him. "No...i to...ld you i was out to a friend's place" she whispered,not minding the slight pain but her master's feelings. "A guy friend" he corrected her as he grabbed her hair harder,making her winch in pain. "I am loyal to you and you know it,ill do anything to prove it" she said,looking at him with pleading eyes,looking for her master's forgiveness.Kris moved. No, it feels good. She went on to explain that since she had begun to show her pregnancy more that Harold was hesitant to hold me. I said I had heard that some men have a phobia about being intimate with the pregnant wives, especially in the latter stages of the pregnancies. God, Harold is one of them. Sometimes I almost want to scream to him to just hold me. I began to kiss her knees, then began to slowly move up her legs. Dont, dont, I have never been kissed on my thighs. I noticed though. Why ... I had to go ... part of it, anyway. I had to make sure that you didn’t keep asking questions about the bruises, you know. I wanted you to know, but I also feared that if you knew, you’d be out for blood ... and I was right, wasn’t I? You ripped him to shreds and tossed him around like a rag doll, both of you. I was terrified, of course, both of him and of you two.“I knew what you were, sensed it ... I had heard stories of lobos before ... of wolf men and she-wolves. I sensed it on some. Fucking her hard and fast he pulled out at the last second to ejaculating on her rear and back“Ah thats better, off you go,” Mr Harper said out of breathLiz pulled back up her panties, now with more juices on them, picked up the box and went into the changing rooms. It had been a very long time since Liz was last in a school gym changing rooms, the walls were lined with hard wooden benches, the floors tiled and recently cleaned, smelling of synthetic lemon. She looked over towards the showers.