.beg me, honey to feed you!" I taunt. This is what I love...my husband so submissive, so compliant to my demands. "Please, baby, make me cum....I need...it..MMMMMMMM...!" he moans as I continue to tongue fuck his ass and stroke his hard cock. "Please what... tell me....what are you going to do...if I let you cum... what are you going to do for me? I want to hear you, Michael, beg me to feed it to you!" Please, honey, please feed me.... Feed me my cum... make me eat it, OH! I want it so bad, make. Unexpectedly you feel the ropes loosen as the man is still fucking your arsehole, buried deep inside you he gives a grunt and keeps thrusting as you almost collapse in pain to the floor, somehow you manager to stop yourself, now on your hands and knees he’s fucking you doggy style reaching even deeper than before and you feel a tightness start in your stomach, horrified you realise you body’s responding to the abuse and you feel your pussy starting to throb in time with his thrusts. Unexpected. "I think that I have a few natural advantages over the rest of you," I told them when no one had said anything for a time again. "I've spent a lot of time over the years learning how to track and hunt in my were-form. The two of you get some sleep, and I'll deal with those who show up tonight. It will be sunset shortly, and I'll move out when it's dark. The moon-rise won't be until after midnight anyway. You may be rested by then and able to join me for a time," I told the others. They still. .. 3 ... BUCKS!!!" Yelled the whole football team. Then they made their way towards the locker room.I had watched the last half hour of their practice in a white tank top and black mini skirt along with a friend and her boyfriend. However we spent much more time talking than actually watching the practice. We continued our conversation for another fifteen minutes before I said goodbye and started walking home.I didn't get too far before I heard someone calling my name. I turned around and it.