”“After he threw me, I couldn’ stop looking at ‘im. I jus’ suddenly wanted to jump his bones.”“Just so there’s no misunderstanding, Bo..., you found yourself attracted to the giant hairy werewolf you were sent to kill, and you acted on that impulse?”“Well, uh, Bob, I would say I felt compelled. There was an overwhelming desire to fuck the giant hairy beast with the huge dick. I don’t think I had a choice.”Bob turned his head again. “That’s totally hot, Bob. Is that making you hot?”The other Bob. I was still not convinced that everything was on the level. I avoided switching on the light and relied on the available moonlight to lead me. The outside door was unlocked, but still closed. Odd! I hadn't left it that way. Now, I was concerned (which was still better than terrified), but I withdrew as quietly as I could back into the house. I went, instead, to the sitting room, where there was a good French window to view the garden through. My Dad's Zeiss binoculars were there, too ?. Her hand stroked her clit furiously, her face twisted in blissful agony. She gyrated up and down and his dick sunk deeper in her ass. Her pussy gushed. Oooh, youre getting deeper. God, youre so deep in me. I cant wait till youre all the way in my ass. Till youre so deep in my married ass OH!. Finally his massive cock bottomed out inside her. They moaned in collective lust. Fuck, youre SO deep. God, yes. Wheres my dick, Lisa? She looked back at him, convulsing, impaled on his pole. Your big. “Think about it, Moran,” Ayala offered once more, “all you have to do is give me a shot and I’ll make it worth your while...”Moran considered answering with a string of profanities, but decided it was better to ignore Ayala in case Mor was still around. She returned to her book, her need for a dinner forgotten in the storm of her rage. She had no idea when Ayala left, but at some point she was alone with her book. A part of her wanted to go and masturbate to let out some stress, but another.