As she masturbated, using her palm to rub her sex as her fingers massaged the lube into her ass, her other hand reached up, and slipped her fingers in...o his mouth. Into was the wrong word, more like, holding onto the jaw, and hooking her fingers between the giant canines along one side.“You really are, like, fucking ... terrifying.” Her hand slid down his jaw, down his colossal chest, and down onto his abs. Everything had a coating of fur, thicker on his neck, arms, and legs, but thin enough on. But they never called them VIP so I figured this person must be a high level employee or maybe one of the owners of the company. As we prepared for takeoff I went back to introduce myself. To my surprise it was an attractive older woman that I did not recognize. Her name was Abby, tall, skinny, flat chested, grayish blonde hair, and nice smile with warm brown eyes. I would guess her to be in her late fifties. She was very well educated and I could tell she was very wealthy. She asked me to sit. She was just about to tell me to go in deeper when I rammed my cock through her hymen and hit her pelvis. “Holy Shiiitttttttt” she screamed. her screams caused me to fuck harder and harder till she said “ OOOHHHHHHH GGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOD CCCCCCUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMIINNNGGG” as she neared orgasm I pulled my cock out of her tight pussy which made her say “ why the fuck did you take your cock” I told her it was time for one of my fantasies that she already started. She asked “what do I have to do” I. B’s cardboard-cut out of a boyfriend had gone all freaky on her, B got her body back, and then Angel just had to turn those goddamned puppy eyes on her, and she crumbled and turned herself in.* * * Faith had taken to prison like a duck to ice hockey.Bondage-related kinks aside, Faith had never been one for restraints, restrictions, or rules, and the routine of prison jarred Faith’s nerves like nothing else. Not even B on one of her little morality kicks chafed like being told when to sleeep and.