Clementine hardly spoke to him. However, he had made a point. When she asked for a cocktail, and this opportunity had arisen more than once, he prepar...d his special Mojito recipe for her. The least we can say is that she appreciated it very much.Sam walked around the villa freely and, most of the time, without having to do much. The living room was huge. Large abstract paintings adorned the walls. For him they were just stains. He would sometimes stare at them for several minutes, trying to. I knew what he was up to, and I can’t say I minded. I was fucking his wife, after all. He probed my ass, climbed aboard, and rammed his cock into me. For a little skinny guy, he was quite aggressive. Every time he thrust his dick into my ass my cock went deep into Dot and she grunted. She came and I felt her pussy clench my cock in a flurry of quick hard spasms. Between the condom, the booze, and Jeff’s skinny pole in me, I had no trouble holding back. Multiorgasmic Dot was coming every minute. . who even knew what it was, were myfolks. And of course, they were Weres too. Those were some of the reasonsthat I was uncomfortable at the moment.My folks had brought me to a Were convention, a large gathering of otherWeres from all over the place. All of whom were normal human form as itwasn't a full moon night. It was the first convention that I'd been tosince awakening as a Were myself. But even though I was a Were too, I feltout of place, proud at being a rare mythic, but embarrassed by. She didn't (usually) dramatize things."Ok. Hell, I'm too old to need sleep anyway. What is it, pretty girl?" Flattering me is not going to get you out of this!" she teased. Then she turned serious."Daddy, Katie needs your help. She really liked this guy. He was Becky and her friend for years. She's really hurting bad. Daddy, could you go in with her and sleep with her tonight? I know you can make her feel better. She's just crazy about you. Please? I can't stand to see her miserable." Amy,.