I begin this story with imagined conversations about me and the Last Wives Club story that I submitted to the erotic stories website. I have to imagin... the conversations, because I was not present. The first begins with the ring of one the sisterhood's secret cell phones. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Hello, Mrs. Cardinal." "I'm sending you an email. Check out the link in it. Read all twelve of them. I'm sure you'll want to have a conference call tonight. I think it will be obvious that it. But I also must admit: I love the exhilaration and excitement that comes over me when putting an a****l down for its fur coat. It all part of my fetish/obsession with fur. As I approached my first lynx I got caught up in the incredible excitement of that a****l’s beautiful fur coat; soon to be mine. Nevertheless, I am a predator. Standing less than 2 meters apart our eyes locked as I slipped the noose around his neck. This was so different than pulling a trigger on a rifle and seeing an a****l. Her voice dropped off and she murmured. "Being demur isn't easy, you know."Rogello laughed. "Shy, yes, demur, I seriously doubt," he said. "Remember, I saw you headbutt that Coghlander last week. I've never seen anyone climb someone else to do that." He pinched my rump, HARD," she said, grinning. "I was just defending my honor."The pair began walking down the old street, toward the sound of the goblins. As they came to a corner, where the street proceeded ahead, but another street came in from. But he started jerking his dick in my mouth. He inserted his whole dick in my mouth. I struggled for breath and he kept fucking me, it took him ten minutes to cum into my mouth.He made me gulp it down.I thought it was over but he took his phone and called his friends in. Two more black dudes came in the room. All of them saw me and started howling laughing they removed my gown and threw it on hardik who was passed out after taking drugs. The one who I had slapped hugged me from behind and made.