A giver of life, a bringer of joy, a source of pride or an object of derision, it can be an evil predator, a doer of wrong, or an instrument of joy an... loving union. A creature of moods,the Beast can be warm, tender and loving or it can be spiteful, rough and brutal, feeding its primeval hunger without care or compassion. Secret object of teenage wonder, of private experiment and adolescent discovery,the Beast is the doyen of delectable desire for wives and lovers or anonymous one night. Or maybe she just started laughing at how she was going to fix my wagon later. I shuddered at the thought. I hoped not.I think it was still morning (barely) when the rest of the house came to life. Amy wandered into the kitchen, looking like something the cat drug in, the kittens wouldn't eat, and the maid threw out. She looked at us with bleary eyes."Hard night?" I asked. "Try going to bed earlier and you'll feel better," I told her smugly. I could almost smell the soil of a freshly dug grave. I hate what Mathias did to you but wewill protect you and get him to face the justice that he has earned."She looked up at him and asked, "Who is Mathias? Dad's name is Daniel."Taurus sighed and told her in a sad tone, "That was the name that waschosen for him after he manifested when he was 13. He was born MarthaMarie Walsh, twin sister of Lillian Grace Walsh. He resented that he wasnow a boy. We put him in a private school in New Hampshire to help himdeal with his powers but he constantly. "Lick it clean for me," Kurt said as he pulled my head off the tip of his cock and pressed my face against the base of his upright shaft. I buried my face deep into his hairy groin and licked his balls and sticky shaft until I'd gotten every warm drop of our combined juices. As I was busy doing that, my whole midsection was absolutely thrumming with pleasure as Sven long-dicked me; slow deep strokes with the full length of his 11" cock.Kurt reached down, grabbed me by the head again and pulled.