Fresh waves of excitement raced through my veins like wildfire, spurring me to fuck her even faster. When she began to cum, she screamed and bucked ag...inst me as if she were trying to escape, but my grip on her wrists held her close, and she had no choice but to writhe under the fevered pace of my thrusts.Her body spasmed hard and her pussy clenched repeatedly, dragging me toward orgasm with her. My heart was pounding in my chest and the rush of blood in my ears became deafening. Sweat oozed. Her mutation would always make her an outcast. She might be able to hide it for a while, but eventually her own body would betray her. As a born Scavver, she knew that secrets never stay buried forever.So she'd never live in a crowded city, so she'd never have a husband – so what? She could still have a home in her nice warm cellar, and she would still have lovers. Lovers with warm fur and hot cocks that never failed to satisfy her. She didn't need to be afraid of them – her do-gs happily. I think I squeaked quietly as he filled my wet pussy with his meat and I fell forward onto his chest. His grip on my bum cheeks tightened as he held himself deep inside me, obviously allowing me to get used to the invasion, knowing that I hadn’t been fucked before.My head was buried in his chest, partly out of shock, partly out of fear and partly out of embarrassment and he then wrapped his arms around me, gently stroking and caressing my spine and I felt myself relax into him and the pain in. "Vicki, I don't know what is wrong with me, I feel so different lately. I have been having the strangest dreams." Bobby complained. "Really, I believe it was just a week or two ago you were telling me how great you had been feeling. Do you think you are getting sick?" Vicki asked sweetly. "Oh no, in fact I feel even better now than I did then, it's just I have been so emotional lately. Why I even cried the other night when we were in the movie. Last night I dreamed I was sitting in a.