Brooke couldn’t move from sheer terror.The werewolf dragged Claire to a clear area among the rubble of the dirty ground while Brooke slowly stepped ...ack and crawled into a fetal position near the stone wall. She couldn’t even dare to look at the hairy beast and her struggling friend.“Please don’t kill me!” Claire cried.The excited creature pushed Claire’s legs wide open while he positioned his enlarging cock against her pussy. It was then when Claire realized that the monster wasn’t going to. I frantically grabbed for his cock and whimpered as I wrapped my hand around his hard long shaft and guided him into my dripping wet hot cunt. He slid easily into me and with one hard thrust I felt his balls bounce off my pink little asshole.I moaned out oh god yes, yes, uh huh, oh god roger fuck me, fuck me right now, oh god I need you to fuck me so bad, fuck my tight little wet cunt, fuck it Roger fuck my pussy, oh god yes, yes that’s it fuck me, fuck me I moaned and sighed out as his long. ‘Well, that makes things easier,’ said Alex smiling, ‘I’ll get Flo.’ Neither of us could get a word in edgeways as I drove them to the club. It was inevitable that Florence and my dad had known plenty of the same dodgy west end characters back in the day, and they reminisced without end. I settled dad in when we got to the club and Mrs Richardson settled Florence in what was rapidly becoming her chair. Alex brought Sally in and she was an immediate hit, working the room like a pro, resting her. "So I'll see you at the show tomorrow?" he had asked, and given her his rider's all areas pass.At the show she could have been as close to the rail as she wanted but she had hung back a little. Look at these cowgirls, tight jeans on round booty, cleavage popping from low buttoned stretched checked shirts... Yet she knew his eyes were glossing over them, searching for her. He had rode possessed and placed and between the rides wondered if she was there.He had looked left and right when.