‘Oh, oh, yes,’ she moaned, before looking at her father and saying, ‘Daddy, I want our slave’s big black cock in me.’ I quipped, ‘You can...do better than that, white whores like you have cunts.’ She glared at me, trying to somehow maintain a power over me still. I warned, ‘You ever glare at me like that again, bitch, and I will fist fuck that cunt of yours.’ Her eyes went big, but she didn’t say anything, probably stunned to hear me so powerful and to hear a phrase she likely had never heard. It didn't move, but you could tell it was alive and it was…waiting for something." He licked his lips. "I was standing near the window, and the train was pulling into the station, and we'd just gone under the freeway overpass, and I looked up from my phone and there it was, hanging in midair. And it had—" Two huge eyes." Yes! Glowing--" Red." Like stoplights. Those horrible eyes…" His voice dwindled and died out as he shuddered. It was a moment before he could speak again. "I couldn't, you. Normally they all spoke either the language of the wolves or the language of men if forced, but for some reason all she was doing was growling at him.She was down on all fours like the rest of the pack while she watched him approach as she growled. He was still half transformed into wolf, and so he still had very hairy rough looking hands and arms, but most of his features were canine in quality.Lykaon was sure that she was down like that to get ready for him, and needed to make it look good. He grunted…As soon as I gasped in surprise, Matt opened his eyes.He turned towards me, a look of horror on his face. It was not funny, but I had to struggle to keep from laughing. He was still in the middle of shooting semen, as he tried to cover himself with his hands. He jumped up, with both hands still covering his spurting cock.I was standing in the doorway, blocking the only exit to the alleyway.Matt quickly headed towards the door and he passed close to me, with cum dripping on the floor..