This was the 1980’s and nearly all women had hairy pussies back then. I remember looking around at all these women with their hairy pussys, all slig...hly different in colour and in thickness. I also looked in amazement at their breasts, some small, some bigger, and then the women who had really big breasts, and also their nipples were all different types and sizes. I remember my auntie saying stop staring, but the women did’nt care, most of them were mums and they were’nt bothered. it was more. One of my coworkers took the bus with me in the mornings. We began talking and building a work related relationship.Halfway through a terrible week J texts me that she is cold and I tell her she needs a dog to keep her warm when she replies “or you can keep me warm” I know she has a boyfriend but I also havent gotten attention from women in a while. I feed into it because shes not too bad, a bit over weight but keeps it mostly in her chest. I tell her “you can show me some of those yoga moves. Whatever the elderly ladies club members had in store for me I would entertain in a heart beat.And then there were my three sons. If I was a cat I would be purring.Then my reverie was interrupted when, without any prior warning, the dog moved and yanked his cock and knot from my cunt with such speed and determination my hands slipped from the holds and I fell onto the stage floor in an ugly heap.Where the dog went I didn’t know or care but hands were around me lifting me up back onto the horse.. We were surrounded by nothing but the thick mountain woods for miles. I smelled deer that were a few yards away but nothing larger. The lycan was gone. “What the fuck was that thing?” Sean asked.“I don't know.” I lied.Sean bent over with his hands on his knees and tried to get his breath back. He lifted his head and when he looked at me his eyes went wide and his face flushed red. He wasn't looking at my face. I hadn't noticed but in the accident and my rush to get out of the car, my dress had.