'Twas a car, though, but they never found us. After all, you are in the middle of a thick jungle." Outside, a lion - A LION!!!??? - roared, as if emph...sizing his statement. "To be precise, though, you are with the Lion's Pride." The Lion's Pride?" Yup, mate, that's what we call ourselves. Pardon the unity, but if you spend a couple of weeks with them, you get to realize they are a whole lot better than the bunch back home. The Lion's Pride - you see, mate, these folks believe that the lion is. Letting go of his prick, I slipped both arms around his neck and ground myself against him, he cupped my buttocks in his huge paws and lifted me up."Fuck me, daddy," I breathed softly and without either of us touching or guiding it, I felt his prick nudging against my slit."Ooh yes daddy," I moaned as I sank down on his monstrous prick. "I was born for this, I was born to take your cock." Tell me where you like it baby," he said and began to move his hips back and forth sending his penis sawing. This was before Airbnb so she used a service called Couchsurfing where you could pretty much stay at people’s places for free, but also have guests at your place when you were at home. She’s actually still on the Couch Surfing website (even though she hasn’t used it in a while), and her profile definitely comes off slutty. In her profile, she says that the person she’s hosting should tell her roommates that he’s her friend and puts a winky emoji. So she used Couchsurfing to travel cheaply in. I stood staff in hand before the door until the sun rose. Then I knew we were safe and I again desperately tried to do something for him. I had not enough of myself left to give. His wounds were terrible, not entirely physical in nature. He died a couple of hours after dawn; I could do nothing to prevent it. I cried out in frustration at my own failure. I blamed myself. If only I'd been more powerful. If only I'd been stronger or shouted a quicker warning. He was only struck because he cared.