My whole body begins to go partially numb from feeling so much pain everywhere. This comes as something of a relief. I can still feel them as they bit... into me, and it still hurts, but not as much. Maybe Im just getting used to it. I dont know. Its still horrible though. Soon, all my limbs are completely gone and the wolves leave. Im left with four painful wounds and the inability to move, in a pool of my own blood and tears with a few scattered well-picked bones. I can feel phaontom limbs. I breathe deep & whisper" guess what i wanna do ?? "as i lean 4ward & grab your cock& squeeze that expanding fleshas i stare at your meaty package& then lick my lips liridly..." i have been waiting all night 4 u !! "i whisper" i wanna feel u balls-deep in my ass !! "as i press my lips 2 your bulge& then slide down your zipperso i can pull out your big juicy cock...my hot breath tickles your cock-headas i lean 4ward 2 lick a drop of juicethat has oozed from your open slit...as my hand grips your. While keeping his fingers inside me, Mike moved himself between my open legs, lifting my knees to my chest as I felt his knob press at my hole, removing his fingers and squirting lube on his shaft as he slowly entered me, easing himself fully inside me. Once I had his entire length, I pulled him against me, pressing our lips together again as Mike began to slowly slide in and out of me, keeping up this erotic pace and kissing for some time.My head was spinning with wild lust when Mike said to. Looking in the mirror for reassurance and courage I convince myself I ampretty but my make-up is not perfect. My DNA is totally smudged.With a sigh of resignation I retreat to the kitchen and pour myself aglass of wine. I put a little bit of soothing music on the stereo andrelax on the sofa with my legs folded beneath me and a cushion to hug incomfort.Maybe I will go out tomorrow.FinisThis tale was inspired by the following poem. I claim no credit or inputof the poetry. Also it is not for.