..oh...oh." Her voice stuttered with each thrust into her. I could feel my cock swelling with each thrust into her wonderful pussy. She was hot. So ho... it almost burned my skin. She was also wet. Really wet. Her legs were pointed at the ceiling, spread wide to accommodate my pounding into her. She was now beyond talking. a****l sounds came from her throat. I just grunted loudly with each thrust into her. I was sweating profusely. Loud slapping noises resounded around the bedroom as our abdomens. Then he attached a leash to it and pulled it so Julia dropped to her knees. “Stay on your hands and knees like the dog bitch you are.” He sat in one of the living room chairs and used my wife as a foot stool. She did not complain.After watching part of a TV show and slowly stroking his cock, he told her to come suck on his balls. She came between his legs. She looked at his naked pubic area, “You shave down there.” He yanked on her collar, “I didn’t tell you to talk. Start sucking.” . I was of one mind. I had to get my rocks off and Pamela knew it. I began to beg, but Pamela slapped me again and said "get on the floor and kiss our shoes and maybe we'll think about it." I did as I was told. I heard Pam speak to Alison."Alison, it's your call. Do you think we should let him do his disgusting little masturbation routine in front of us, or not?"Alison: "hmmm, I think we need to supervise it."Pam: "How nicely put. I agree. I think I'll take a few photos with my digital. He ducked under a werewolf’s sideways slash, and sliced up with his sword, catching the towering behemoth along the abs. Might as well have been cutting steel. They roared and stepped back, and clutched their bleeding stomach with one hand. Damien’s only advantage in this fight was silver. If he could deal a serious wound to every werewolf, maybe he’d have a chance.Another came up behind him, and Damien dove forward away from them, crashing into the wounded werewolf’s shoulder and knocking them.