Oh, damn! The closer we got, the more danger I felt. I flagged down John and told him about my feelings. There wasn’t anything else that we could do...but keep going. As we continued to get closer to the campsite, my feelings of danger suddenly began to fall off. What the hell was going on? It was as if we had rode close to danger, but were now leaving it behind.Here we go again. I flagged down John again and told him my suspicions that we had just ridden past one or more werewolves lurking in. What was it Samuel L Jackson said in Pulp fiction? ‘And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious Anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know My name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.’" I grinned at them, “They have it coming.”“If you are set on this path,” said Dan, “Then I want you to promise me one thing. Nobody dies.”I nodded to him.I flexed and stopped time. I walked to next door and looked in through the window.Alan and. Nothing like Monty. I got a little more juice and slicked it up good before pulling off my panties. Looking back, I saw that he was watching me carefully, patiently, and that his dick was all ready to go again. I took my hand and used it to totally cover up my pussy and then I dropped the front half of my body to the floor, lifting my ass high. “Come on, Monty,” I said. He hopped up right away, his weight slamming me further to the floor. He was heavier and stronger than I'd realized. He. I waited with baited breath as she slipped her panties down her legs to her knees before letting them drop to the floor.My moth fell open and my eyes bugged out as I saw her pussy. It was absolutely bare and her outer pussy lips were big and puffy. Her inner pussy lips were very long and hanging well beyond her crotch. Even her clit protruded like a small hard cock at the top of her opening.As I looked she explained that her husband used to hang weights from her pussy lips, suck on them with a.