I do not have far to go, but the hated scent of man is all about, so I circle warily. My nose and ears tell me exactly where my prey is, but I have le...rned from painful experience not to rush into these things. I circle the wooden den that often houses both men and prey, but if there is a man about, he is well hidden.Why have I not hunted here before? It is far from other men. If they hear our cries at all, they will be only faint echoes.I am close enough, now, to see my prey, and from. He gently let the door slip closed thankful that his dog was running out in the back yard. He could here muffled sounds coming from the bedroom. Joe silently slid into his den and sat at his desk. He could peer through the keyhole of the door that led into the bathroom of the master bedroom. His den was locked and he was the only one with a key. He positioned the chair so that he could comfortably spy through the keyhole. He sighed wishing that he had spent the extra money on the video security. They kept trying to give me more until the place in my head finally made me jerk around in the bed violently before waking up.“You fucking moronic idiot! What the hell are you trying to do? Give him a fucking heart attack,” the man from before asked someone in yet another language I somehow magically knew fluently.How can I know what they are saying, but I have no idea what language they are speaking, much less speak it back to them or write it. Could I even read it if I saw it?As I shook my. "Oh, please…" she gasped, hips pushing forwards as she pulled my face into her, and let me feed on her, my tongue finding its way inside of her dripping cunt. I fucked her like that until she came, gushing all over my face, and following the trail of her pee down my throat until I was a mess of our combined bodily fluids."Your turn." She said, not that I needed a reminder that I still hadn’t cum! That said, she took me by surprise, squatting before me, hand upon my waist, and lifting me to my.