Stroking me as he fucked me. I moaned and came. Cum spilled out onto my chest. Dribbled down his knuckles. He was increasing the pace of his rhythm. F...cking into me as I rocked my body to meet his thrusts.He brought his fist up to my mouth and I licked my own cum off his hand. He rubbed what was left onto my lips and chin and then leaned down and licked it off. Then locked his mouth on mine. I felt the intensity of his motion increase again. Held onto him tight. Moaned with pleasure. Still. "I guess we'd better get out of these wet clothes before we catch pneumonia or something!" Mark said."Yes, I'm freezing!" I said. The cabin wasn't very big and it only had one main room in it. It was built for Mark and his parents so they didn't need a lot of room. There wasn't even a bathroom in it–an outhouse about 150 feet away from the cabin served that purpose. There was a small portable camping toilet for late-night calls, but they tried to keep those to a minimum so they wouldn't have to. ’ ‘William stop.’ Ava warned gently. ‘Pardon me Mistress?’ William questioned confusedly. ‘Why am I sparing this human?’ ‘Because he is MY human.’ Ava said firmly. ‘If you touch him, I will rip your heart out and feed it to my wolves.’ she warned with a tone cold enough to terrify even the oldest of their kind. ‘Forgive me Mistress.’ William bowed, trying to swallow his humiliation. ‘Leave us.’ she demanded of the other creature dismissively. ‘As you wish Mistress.’ William nodded, leering. That was how it always happened.I wanted to hate my mom, I really did, but then I remembered my childhood and how different things were back then, when daddy was alive. But then we lost him to a random back alley shooting and mom started drinking, and I supposed that was when her soul died and I was left to grow up with her walking corpse. But a walking corpse only knew to feed its immediate needs. I have been on my own for the last ten years and now that I was a woman, I found I had to.