Curly quickly got into the flow of fucking this new bitch as only a beast can. Fast and hard, his rear humped, burying his dick deeper with each thrus...."Dear god, forgive me!" Megan screamed out. "Forgive me for this blasphemous weakness!"Megan just lay there submissively as the huge dog kept ramming himself deeper into her. Her petite body shaking with every thrust. Her fingers pinching and tugging on her lust hardened nipples.Already eight full inches of Curly's cock had squeezed its way. Was this savage judging him? By what standards?“You don’t know me, you great fleabag,” he snapped. Zagza had no idea what he was saying, but his tone and expression conveyed the venom in his voice. “Who are you to judge me? You don’t know what I’ve been through, why I’m here.”Zagza seemed taken aback, not knowing how to respond. Schaffer’s outrage faded rapidly as he saw Zagza’s hurt expression. The hunting group was watching him with concern, their furry ears fixed on the exchange.“I didn’t. While I stroked her pussy lips she unzipped my pants which slid down to the floor. Then her hot little hands were in my briefs, stroking my hardening cock. I took this moment to unfasten and unzip her skirt with my right hand, and down it went. I was still stroking her pussy, and my hand was wet from her excitement. Her panties were soaked as well. I wanted to taste her juices so bad, so I brought my left hand out of her panties and to my lips, and tasted her wetness on my fingers. She took the. ‘Camille, please…’ Niko had one arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her head back with his other hand, cradling her cheek in his palm. Her skin was the color of virgin snow and icy to the touch, startling him to the point of near panic. He swept her into his arms and carried her to the living room where he laid her listless body on the sofa, chafing her hands and watching her glassy eyes. Her voice, weak and soft, barely audible, said his name, ‘Niko… no, it can’t be.’ ‘Yes, agapi,’ he.