" Iconsidered letting loose a burst of magic energy with my words but chosenot to. If the wolves scattered, I'd never be able to clear them all out.An... if they decided to attack someone they saw as defenseless, that wouldtell me all I needed to know about them.The wolf I'd pegged as the leader made an odd sound. It was like a growl,but with pauses built into it. I wasn't sure, but I thought it might belaughing at me. All the while, the wolves continued to walk toward me,their horns growing. Brownie's was coming, and both men knew it. It took seconds, with a stinging intensity gripping the youth, shutting him up and tensing him for a long long moment, then it roared in like a freight, and Brownie erupted in hot come, gushing into Nuit's mouth with a zipping sound, jet after jet hosing the back of Nuit's throat. It was almost unbelievably delicious, more nectar then body fluid; at least for those few seconds before Nuit himself experienced his own wrenching climax, pure animal. 'Oh, Jeff—I busted my pretty wings!' " She read, as she heard the hatch open in the roof. Unconsciously, she picked up the pistol from her lap, just in case. There hadn't been any shots, and the 'thud, thud' of plastic bags filled with books hitting the floor was reassuring. She finished the story, and then handed the book to her sister.Two weeks, in a way it was a relief, and knowing helped somehow. "Help me clean up guys." She had them help her clear the central area, then she stripped. As his hand ventures lower, towards your secret spot, a warm tingling sensation accompanied by a warm liquid, pools between your legs. Biting your lip you tilt your head back slightly, he chuckles, now applying kisses down your neck and across both your collar bones. That warm liquid continues to pool between your legs, the muscles in your lower back tense up in the excitement.He stops as his hand roams just about your pussy, through the thin cotton nightie he can feel and see the pool of.