Red had begun to arch her back. At first it was to try and slip the taut cloak that choked her a little looser, but soon it became a more instinctual ...eaction, when she lost all thought of what her situation truly was namely, she was being raped by the Big Bad Wolf and gave in to the arousal and awakening of her young flesh. Every time he bit her, or choked her, though, she remembered what was happening and fell stiff and silent, squirming with shame. The Wolfs fur brushed her legs as he worked. The wind was in from the desert, driving sand between the buildings and in through every door. Ugarte stood on the corner of the Souk and tossed the remains of his cigarette into the street as the Chief of Police's car sped past, scattering traders and squawking livestock. He turned towards the Blue Parrot edging his way through the throng. A cat sat inscrutably in the window of Mahmoud's carpet shop. It reminded Ugarte of his problem. Somehow there had to be a way of obtaining the statue of. The mascot of her favorite porn site, a cute furry cartoon a****l, stared at her from the browser as she hurriedly headed for the log-in page. After logging in, she checked her messages, deleting the would-be spammers and answered the appropriate requests. Jean was in a hurry so she picked a favorite video and started it, adjusting the monitor so she could watch as she went outside to smoke again. From the window, Jean watched as she-male after she-male was rammed in their ass, the girls. I smiled.“Is that still what you want, little gurl?”I could see the wheels spinning. She was trying to wrap her mind around the ramifications of her next answer.“I… I…”“You know it’s not going in just your mouth… don’t you?”There was that look again… that lust… that hunger.“I know.”“Do we need to dance again, or are we done with that shit for tonight?”“We don’t need to dance again.”“Finish your drink, then.”Her hand never left my cock. It was as if she was mesmerized by it. While she sipped her.