It’s time to enjoy a real feast. I’d love another Greater Polar Bear, but I haven’t seen one since I left my lair. Several hours later, I scente... prey, and smiled. It had destroyed an old stone home, flattened the walls, and pushed the broken stone into the shallows of a meandering river. Moss covered stones sitting in a few inches of water make a surprisingly beautiful lair. Nothing like the cave I expected to find. Unlike the lesser monsters, the Greater Forest Drake knew how dangerous I was. Grace and I went outside with the Grroz Leader, and I opened the gate again. The Grroz leaders moved the remainder of the Grroz through the fog and into the gate. I didn’t see any dead Grroz lying on the ground or any that appeared to be wounded. What I did see was the bodies of humans or at least parts of bodies scattered all over the area around the warehouses and a number more leading back to the vehicles. I didn’t see any live humans, other than Grace and myself. After the old leader. Grace was a trifle taller than the average young female in civilized society these days and she was not in the least bit skinny because she was a person possessed with a healthy appetite. She was a dedicated horsewoman spending hours each day riding one of the splendid mounts found in the stables behind the main house. The high-spirited stallions were eager to run free through the fields and the narrow roads through the forest with their nostrils flaring with steam in the chilled seasonal air.. She lowered herself slowly onto the big thick hard cucumber and she could feel the tip opening her pussy lips and touching the entrance to her pussy and she loved the initial feeling. she lowered herself more and the tip opened her pussy up and entered her. OH MY GOD! IT'S SO THICK! she mumbled to herself not wanting to make too much noise. She started to move herself up and down on the cucumber fucking her wet young pussy with just the tip. She was on fire her pussy was dripping wet, her pussy.