Furry Friend’s Wild Ride

I know I left a trail of dust for it to see, but by the time it came back to find me, I was inside the cave.Nothing to see, anymore. Because the cave was not easily visible from above, it would think I’d just vanished. And it was zeroing in, even. Gay sex I punched Greg in the gut, over and over, carried him to my pallet, slammed him face down upon it and tore the back of his boxer briefs open. I was not going to have my needs denied. I was close to losing him.Suddenly, the monster within me roared. But there had been a good downpour the other night, so that might be ending. But as noted, its front end was getting clunky. But there had been a good downpour the other night, so that might be ending. He still tried to squirm, but I punched his sides and shoved his head into the shreds of clothing and found his hole and pressed my dick against it and–“He’s here!” cut into my trance and Tom slammed into me, strips of tape still around his wrists, kicking and howling, “He’s here! When that fucking Beast had left me, it had taken away my extra strength.

Furry Friend’s Wild Ride

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