His survival training automatically assumed command of his thoughts and he mentally took stock of his health. His once sleek, black fur had become lo...g, tangled, and matted, in some places with blood. His claws were flaking and cracked, and the pads of his palms and paws were not much better. He ran his tongue across his once gleaming white fangs, he felt rough buildups of sand and dried spit, and his tongue produced no saliva. He was definitely malnourished and fatally dehydrated. Food could. I make my way back up to the head, sucking and teasing with my tongue. Very slight, teasing head movement. I feel him throb and pulse and he lets out a violent aah!, and as the first spurt of hot,, tangy cum hits the back of my throat I slide my mouth back down to the base. He is thrusting and grunting and pulling my head into his pelvis. As the spasms subside I very gently suck all the saliva, precum and cum off his dick, and flick the tip up and down with my tongue. I kiss him. He kisses me,. I smacked my futa-cock from butt-cheek to butt-cheek, watching that perfection ripple. Mrs. Duval moaned, her back arching. Her boobs peeked into view as they swayed from side to side. My dick twitched and throbbed.This was the life.“Mr. Ford!” gasped Champagne. Dad went right to fucking the little slut.I grinned at him. I was so glad Dad was back with the family. My parents’ divorce was undone. The misunderstanding caused by that cunt next door, Mrs. Solomon, had been resolved. I might be a. One day she was running behind a guy and telling him that I will rape u. I saw that and told to come back here and told if do this to u what u will do, for that she told if your really a guy than make me nude and put your laud inside me, so the deal was ok and she told that there will be nobody will be there in here home for two days lets us do there, I said ok. Next I went to here home she was ready she had wore 3 dress, so she told ok come let us go to my room and do, I followed her and went.