They all seemed to spot me at once, backed against the alley wall and waiting and the smallest darted toward me first before a snarl and a bellow stop...ed him on his tracks and he shrank back, his blue irises burning into mine for a moment before he was batted aside and the two broad male wolves shouldered and snarled at each other as they each tried to get closer to claim me. My toes curled with excitement and anticipation as snarls turned into gurgling growls and and shoves became wild punches. It was tighter too -- at the extreme end of the range. Now, a normal sized penis (read, about six inches) felt very large. Her cunt could still take a large cock -- and she preferred them -- but it was pretty uncomfortable. To help with that, her glands now produced a lot of cunt juice when she was excited. Her scent had been enhanced, since unlike the Americans who tried to hide a woman's scent with perfumes and bio-fixes, the Europeans had discovered that a woman's scent, when she was. Instead, all that came out was the mixture of our fluids and from the volume of it I would guess it was just about all of it.Since it was getting late and we had to get up early in the morning, we decided to skip a ‘round two’ and opt for getting some sleep. We spooned together and Cherry quickly fell asleep. As I lay there holding her and listening to her breathe, I couldn’t think of a single thing wrong in the world.We woke just before the sun came up to get a shower and get ready before I. “Earp? As in Wyatt Earp, the US Marshal of ‘Gunfight at the OK Carrel’ fame?”I closed the door behind me and shook my head. “I’m sorry, I don’t know. But Earp is an old family name in Birmingham, England, where I come from. I suppose we might be related somewhere in the distant past, but I don’t know.” She smiled. “It doesn’t matter. I was just being nosey. My name is June Tabour. I own Baytech, which is an electronics research company. How can I help you, Mr Earp?”“You can help me, I hope. I.