She rides his cock as she rubs her clit with her hand. Bill reaches up and fondles her breasts and plays with her hard nipples. She bounces up and d...wn on his throbbing tool as she brings herself closer to orgasm. Bill starts to feel his cock become more erect as it slides in and out of his wife’s hole. They are both lost in the great pleasure they are receiving from each others bodies. Nothing can stop them now as Brenda bucks up and down on his dick. The water splashes as she does. . The rest of me thinks, ‘nah, they’re Kluckers, so fuck ‘em.’ That’s the inner conflict inside me.”“Still, that’s some mother’s son, some sister’s brother, some daughter’s father, some wife’s husband, some girlfriend’s boyfriend. I know that the women are likely every bit as racist as the menfolk, but still. It does pain me at times to have to sew up men who were wounded in action by our folks and whose future now includes a lengthy stay as a prisoner of war. And they’re the lucky ones, the ones. I first came to know her around 15 years back when I started my career in a Multinational Company at a district town of Bangladesh, where her husband was working in a different MNC. Her hubby was around 10 years senior to me by age but as our working place was same, we developed a good friendship and rapport. Her hubby took me as a younger brother. After a couple of months in that district town which was totally new to me her hubby became very close to me, so one day he invited me to his house. It seemed so long ago now.Transformation complete he stood there, panting. His hard cock out of its sheath. Tentatively I took one step forward, raised a hand. “May I?” During the day I had felt all the dogs. From the short gleaming coat of the Great Dane to the fluffy, thick black fur of the big black dog. How would his fur feel? A werewolf.He nodded and I placed my hand on his chest. The black fur was long, softer that I had expected but I could still feel the human breast underneath. It was.