Growing pains and trade-offs, but on balance, yes, being a demon wolf, which is what we prefer to be called, it’s ... the best life of all. Talk abo...t apex predators? That’s us, babe. It really is! We’re the top of the food chain. We are, not those full-blooded simians called humans.“No more veggie life for anyone who’s turned, if they ever lived it. They’re descended, ultimately, from herbivorous apes. They had to work to become omnivores. We’re a lot more carnivorous by nature. It’s just .... Three orgasms later, she pushed me away, and we actually got around to making sure we were clean.For the moment it took us to make our way to the bed ... then it was drying and licking and playing and kissing and biting and groping and clutching, finally to fall back onto the sheets, still damp, hair still dripping, and neither of us caring in the least.As I entered her, looking into each others eyes, we came to an unspoken agreement. This was to be our time, no one else intruding into our. I'myour sex kitten, not meanie mean's." Another wave hit her. The moans andrequests turned to cries and demands. "Nathy! Please! I, like, need it!Just let me, like, suck it! You just stand there!" Another wave andanother wave. Her vocabulary seemed to degrade with each wave. "Please!"was all she was able to moan. She tried to walk to Nathan but thebounces of her breasts caused her to grow even more erratic. She fellonto all fours and crawled, rubbing her breasts against the floor. Shemoaned and. "So that's the real reason for the micro-dress and heels, flirting…... or more?" I asked. "I just can't resist turning them on," she said, "besides it gets me so hot to see the bulge in their pants." "We've discussed this before," I said, "you know that it is 20 whacks on your bare bottom for flirting when I'm not around." "Ohhhh noooo, come on I was just having fun, wasn't like I was sucking his dick or anything, pleasssssse, nnnnoooo," she whined. I sat down on.