His survival training automatically assumed command of his thoughts and he mentally took stock of his health. His once sleek, black fur had become lo...g, tangled, and matted, in some places with blood. His claws were flaking and cracked, and the pads of his palms and paws were not much better. He ran his tongue across his once gleaming white fangs, he felt rough buildups of sand and dried spit, and his tongue produced no saliva. He was definitely malnourished and fatally dehydrated. Food could. " First we need to secure the guard in case he gets over the pain enough to become a problem." Nura took care of that, she used these giant tie wraps I thought were for garbage bags or something but apparently they have replaced handcuffs. How'd she know that?" She has lived her entire life in a war zone, regrettably, that's the kind of thing she does know. If we get out of here I want her to learn the things she missed like playing with dolls. We will have to cut him loose long enough to get. Say please. Tell me how much you need me inside you.’ ‘Please…Sir, please, fuck me. Oh, god, I need you inside me. Please? Make me feel good.’ Cain lifted her up high enough to enter her and shuddered at how wet, how good it felt as her pussy swallowed him. ‘Remember what I said about your hands. Now, Anise, fuck me.’ He waited a few minutes for her to get her bearings, and groaned in relief when she started slowly rocking her hips. He cupped her breasts and guided how fast or slow he wanted. It didn’t take long when a rush of warm cum spewed out into my hand and Janet stopped moving,I then put both hands on her hips and continued to fuck Donna holding her ass against me. The image of my sister laying her head on Donna with her body moving with each thrust of my cock in Donna was awesome. Feeling her juices seeping out and being pushed inside Donna was getting me close to cumming. After Donna cried out she was cumming I began to wonder what Janet would do if I pulled out and began.