" was all I could come up with and thatsounded like I barfed it out. Augh!"Really? Guess the other night went well then?"I couldn't tell if Brad was w...rried or maybe just a little jealous..."Yes, it was pretty special... I guess... I don't know Brad. He didn'tmake me feel used..." and I wished I hadn't added that last bit."Ooh..." There was an uncomfortable pause. "Who's using you?"I didn't want to have this conversation on the phone and tried to softenthat barfed out jab at Brad. I needed to. "Audra stopped as if she was thinking and I asked, "You said there were two reasons?"Audra smiled and said, "Father did all the mowing, tilling and heavy lifting for Mrs. Anderson but didn't have a real reason other than that to be in the back yard. The large window in the master bedroom overlooks the garden. If father used the well he could never be sure that someone wasn't watching him from that window."She continued, "As it was it took him a year and a half to construct the tunnel. At that. Allen was hitting his stride. Jules didn’t know what to think. He had the perfect technique. He stroked and slowed, stroked and slowed. She would cum immediately if he continued to stroke, but he always slowed down when she was at her peak, then sped up gradually and would build the cum. He was on the home stretch and knew it. He could feel her pussy spasming and he hit fifth gear.“OOOOOOOOOH!!”“Everybody wants to touch somebody, if it takes all night. Everybody wants to take a little chance,. One hand on her shapley thigh the other holding her ass. She fought.She looked up and screamed an orgasm that made the werewolf only pump her up and down harder. She began to grind the wolfman, her fingers down the wolfs treasure trail feeling it's rock hard abs along the way. The wolf man lifted her and placed it's penis on her ass. She looked up at it as the massive member spread her hole open. She grinded her teeth in lust staring at the werewolf. One of the werewolf's hands came up and.