But the hand on my head held me down.The blue-eyed werewolf took another swig from his drink before he started to change.Unable to look away, held in ...lace by my owners hand and transfixed by the sight, I watched him transform. He was taller than my owner, his fur seemed to be a pure white. I trembled as he growled and got down on all fours. If I hadn't felt the hand of my owner on my head I would have run. And I was suddenly sure, that this creature would have chased me.He moved gracefully. What she saw made her gasp in shock and excitement.Dahlia was seated on her brother's bed, stark naked, her ripe brown bosoms glistening with saliva.Jarvis Wilkerson was on his knees before her, his head bobbing rapidly up and down as he noisily sucked and lapped at her wide open, oozing black pussy. The buxom mulatto wench was mewling and gasping in excitement, hunching her hips forward lewdly.Seated next to her on the bed was a hulking, brawny brute of a white man. He was kneading one of her. For the first six months I was just about able to keep up with her voracious sexual appetite: five times a night was well within Kellys capability and desire, and rarely did she show signs of lagging. It was every man with fifty in his sights dream. Yet, as time passed, sadly I defaulted back to the twice a week drudgery of my first marriage, using the same old excuses the first Mrs Miller used to contain me. Kelly, of course, was good about it, never once complaining or putting me under undue. I placed my hand one of her boob and squeezed that soft balloons. She slightly moaned now. She told, “darling come to the bed room we can play at there”. We are gone to the bedroom.We enter bedroom she removed my dresses. I also removed her nighty, bra and panty. Wow! What a beautiful body of her in naked. The breasts are very firm not so big. Her cunt is clean shaved. Now we two are naked. We kissed first. MY fingers played with her boobs. She is moaning now, “ohhh…ahhh… yessss… do it.