This bravado and desire for sex meant it was on tap, so to speak, and every time the opportunity arose, my mind and body said yes, emphatically, today...I would have to attend a clinic for sexual addiction, because I am in effect a sex addict, and who my lovers are, are of no consequence, because the act itself is the pleasing feeling I crave, the relationship to me means nothing.I came home from my new gym and bathed that evening, planning to meet up with friends later. As I bathed and. Sweetie pulled off my cock, replacing her mouth with her hand. She kept stroking my spit covered shaft and looked up at me, “Are you getting close Daddy?” and smiled as if she knew I was.“Yes, let’s fuck,” I said with as much authority as I could muster with my cum ready to spurt into her hand, “If you don’t let up it is going to be wasted.”“Oh baby, cum is never wasted if I am around,” she whispered as I felt her rise to her knees. She kept stroking my cock as she crawled forward and only. "He's a strong one, will be a powerful pack leader – if he isn't one already," she murmured softly, almost to herself. "He must be one from the original lineage."Iris opened her mouth to ask what she meant, but Trudy gave her hand a quick squeeze. "We will talk later – you and I – but do not betray your ignorance of our kind, especially not to strangers." she warned in a soft voice.It was a conversation that in the end they never had.The morning drifted on with the three women taking it in. Marcy has seen her share of bushes… some in full force, some not. However, Kelly had one of the thickest, prettiest, and sexiest bushes Marcy ever saw. Marcy literally stopped unbuttoning her blouse most of the way down… parts of her bra were peaking out now… covering her small, but firm tits.“Marcy… you can stick your tongue back in your mouth… unless you want your turn to touch my bush first.” As she said that, Kelly winked at Marcy… she knew Marcy was hot for her. She was not sure if she.