I rolled onto my hands and feet, blood staining my lips, running hot down my neck. My tail swished a I focused on the soldier struggling to rise, his ...eg twisted.I leaped.“Gods-cursed bitch!” he cursed as I landed on his hard armor, the stench of iron, rust, and oil filling my nose. My teeth snapped down on his throat.I bit.He gurgled.His blood hot across my mouth as I ripped out his throat. I spat out his flesh on his face, my ears twitching. I turned around, crouching on my prey, and watched. Again I wanted to touch my cock but resisted the urge. The vibration in my arse was driving me crazy. After a few minutes the dildo was pulled from my anus and Kirsty told me to kneel on the floor beside her. She told Sarah to kneel in front of me and grasped my penis. After stroking me for a few seconds she helped me enter Sarah from behind. I put one hand on Sarah’s hip and the other squeezed a breast and I began to fuck her in more or less the same position we were in when we were watched in. Probably about 215 lbs or so. In the moonlight it looked like he had short brown hair and about 4 days worth of stubble. "What the fuck do you want?" He said to Carl as he approached."I want you to get your hands off that woman" was Carl's retort."Fuck you. I'll kick your scrawny ass!" I'm not the one you should be worried about." He pointed towards me. Judging by the look on her face, that's when Becky first noticed me as well. It was a look of fear and salvation, all at once.When he. Me. Camel toe? What is that.Daniel. You're killing me, you are absolutely killing me here, ok. A camel toe is when a girl wears thin pants, nothing underneath and pulls it up tight to show some of her lower cleavage.Me. Agggghhh, do they really do that?Daniel. The hot ones do for sure, sometimes at least anyway.Me. I don't know if I could ever do that.Daniel. That can also mean that you don't know that you will never do that, this could be a good thing.Me. Brat, you wouldn't want to see me do.