.. Fiona said something about a woman named Avery.”“Yeah, pack leader of the werewolves here in Dolareido. Why’d Fiona bring her up?”Shit shit...shit. Quick, think fast.“She asked if I’d seen her, said she might be looking for Jack too.” Fuck. Fuck fuck.“Ah, yeah, she might be.”Shit. Fucking shit fuck. Avery was a pack leader. Pack, leader, of werewolves. Wolves. Oh god, oh christ, fucking hell.The moon, its voice ... her voice. The taste of blood, of flesh in his mouth. The dreams, running. She had a well-built body structure of typical mid aged Indian women. Her innocent face and dusky skin as one of the major attraction. Her 36” breasts are very firm and poking out through her grey color blouse.Her printed saree couldn’t cover her midriff. I could see her dusky flesh through the gap between her saree and blouse. Her tight ass and curvy body structure can give an instant hard on to every male watching at her. I was watching that beautiful view till she finished making tea.First. I licked on each side of her lip's several times making her moan more. I took her clit into my mouth and sucked on it making her jump and squirm on the bed. She moaned and said," What are you doing to me I have not felt this way before." I looked at her and smiled as I kept licking and sucking on her pussy and clit. She was getting very wet now and her juices were running out of her pussy. I could tell she was close to cumming so I took her clit into my mouth and sucked on it while giving it. The food here was very good, and we enjoyed our meal. We did not, however, care for the wine served with it. It was a French vintage and was quite good according to Captain LeGras. This presented me with the opportunity to question General Clark about local ale production, something that I had been putting off since we arrived."I've been wondering why the ale here is of such poor quality, sir. After all, they seem to produce a lot of whiskey," was how I started."I'm no expert on ale or beer.