I decided that I would paste my sessions on here. In a kind of serialization with micro-series as its components. Each micro-series being about my ses...ions with a particular girl. Each girl tends to have their own styles.Of course it might be mean of me to do this. But the sessions are really good and its kinda sad to let them go to waste by being pushed up and out of the screen.I will note that I did change the names. I do have little pet names for them, like "Koko" in the following story but. ”James gave a nod of the head. “Fine, go tell Norman to get some... ‘flower power’ ready, you’ve got wounded coming in soon. Oh, and 1, how much longer on the Berta’s.”1 just looked confused for a moment then looked back into the factory at something. “Well, shouldn’t be more than 12 hours. You made a lot more parts for these ones Guildmaster.”James just gave another nod. “That’s fine. Keep everything running till we get back.”The connection closed and then Skay switched it over to a screen. She felt something pressing up against her sore pussy. She barely had a moment to realise what it was before the wolf shoved his full length inside of her. She cried out in pain as he thrust into her, her sore wet pussy straining to fit his cock. A sharp pain burst out in her shoulder as the Alpha’s jaw sunk into her collar between her neck and shoulder. His cock thrusted deep inside her sore cunt penetrating her deeply, his body pushing uncomfortable against her buttplug. Pain and fear got the. Jan slid next to me and wrapped her arms around me, and I collapsed in her embrace, sobbing against her chest. "Shhh..." she hushed me softly as she stroked my hair. It was hard to say at that moment what was pulling the sobs from my chest more: the thought of losing Danielle, or Jan's gentle, comforting acceptance of me. I knew it was both, as I slowly pulled away and accepted the tissues she fished out of her purse."Feel free to puke, tell me how psycho I am and walk out of here anytime.".