There were likely plenty of fucktoys to go around. No point in enjoying spoiled goods. He began to crushed the mother in his strong grip. The crack...of her ribs was the first audible noise beyond her painful cries and pointless bargains. He took great pleasure as he began to bend her spine inwards, and his long, rough tongue licked the bare teeth of his mouth. He desired more than mere destruction of these women though. He began to lick at her tearing face, the groans of the female. His thrusts got harder and deeper until the young stud began to fell the old man's dick pulse in his ass...it was time ....."fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah: bellowed the old man as he jolted shot after shot into teh young studs hole, all 250+ pound jolting the young frame with each push."Sweet fuck honey" said the old man into the young studs ear as he kissed him on the neck and rolled off. No sooner had the first man rolled off that the second one took his place and with the fist mans. At the highest point was a throne carved from the very stone of the chamber and one it sat a single person, his skin was covered in green scales with sharp teeth and piercing eyes just like the several hundred people who filled the caverns but around his neck was another of the metal triangles given to the tribal leaders by the gods. It was the home of the Snake Lycanthropes.Soon one entered the chambers and moved before the throne. He had seen the crash and had hurried back to his leader to. Anyways they say “Man posses and god dispossess” or something like that. It was 7 o clock the town seemed to have been engulfed in eerie silence. Not a soul to seen on the roads, street lights out. I was sulking in the living room, suddenly Nirmala Aunty entered the room, saw me like that, came and sat on the sofa beside me and put her arms around my shoulder and said “ Come on boy, don’t feel bad, I cant let you go alone in this weather, then she pulled me closer and kissed me on my forehead..