Chapter 7

Laura toed the warm water. "You're sure about this?"

They were outside on the deck, a small blue light over the door the only illumination. "I'm not sure of anything," Susan admitted, unbuttoning her top. "I just can't think of anything better."

Laura stepped into the water, placed both feet on the step. She was still encased in the blue robe, still nude underneath. "Seems like stomping up to a bear and batting him on the head," she said. She looked tensely into the darkness.

"I'd rather deal with him under halfway reasonable terms. Wouldn't you?"

Laura had to agree. All things considered, she thought. I'd rather be in Philadelphia. She looked back at Susan. "I am really scared," she said.

"So am I."

"I mean really scared."

Her shirt unbuttoned, Susan pulled out the tails, slipped the shirt back over her shoulders. She revealed tiny breasts clad in a lacy white bra. (Laura was alarmed by her slightness. You could count Susan's ribs.) She neatly folded and placed the shirt over the back of one of the chairs and reached behind her back. "Afraid to undress? Don't worry. No eyes other than mine and Bruce's will see you tonight."

Laura grumbled: "That's one pair too many."

"I've seen you naked already," Susan said.

"I wasn't talking about you."

Susan removed her brassiere. Small and white, their tiny nipples pointy and hard, her breasts lay sharply defined against Susan's otherwise tanned skin. Her bikini top had triangular-shaped cups. "It'll be okay," she said. In counterpoint to this, she shivered violently.

Laura shuffled uncomfortably. Somewhere to her right, an owl commented with a low, deep hoot. Another owl answered in the distance. "Right," she said.

Giving a small, tight grin, Susan said, "I'd rather not do this alone," then unbuckled her shorts, lowered the zipper, and unceremoniously stepped out of them. She folded and lay the shorts over her shirt. In one quick motion she removed her panties.

Feeling watched by a million eyes, Laura untied the belt and removed the robe. Nude, she stepped into the tub, lowered herself into the water and sat down. With her elbows on the hot tub's marble ledge, her nipples rested just on the water.

Susan stepped into the tub, settled opposite Susan, and her nipples also lay on the water.

This had to be designed by a man, Laura thought, then unintendedly smiled.

"What?"

Laura motioned back and forth between them. Susan looked down.

"I see. The height of the seat appears significant."

Laura smiled, wider.

Ruefully, Susan said: "Will men ever change?"

"Never!"

Reaching back, Susan turned the control to the On position and water surged from the jets. Soon the water was roiling hot.

After a time, Susan asked, "Were you a virgin?" Sweat stood out on both of their foreheads.

Laura shook her head. "I'm exactly what you could call experienced, either." Swishing her hands back and forth into the roiling flow, she sank lower. Her nipples disappeared. She continued down until only her nose remained above water. Loose, her hair floated away.

A tray with a pitcher of water and three glasses sat next to the jacuzzi. "Bruce will make us make love," Susan said, softly, filling a glass for them each. "You understand that?"

Laura nodded.

"Then he'll do us both."

Laura said, quietly, "I suppose so."

Susan lowered herself to her chin. "While he's in this state, all you can do is play along, hope for the best." She looked through the darkness. "Not that it's ever play." Then she gasped.

Laura swung violently around. At the edge of the deck, staring at them blackly, was a huge, pitch-black wolf. Four feet tall on its haunches, between two and three hundred pounds, the beast was the largest animal Laura had ever seen. Terrified, she scooted around to the other side, huddled against Susan. They watched the beast with huge and frightened eyes.

Out of nowhere, the wolf had just appeared.

"Jesus, Bruce!" Susan whispered. Her voice cracked. "You scared me to death." The wolf only stared. Bringing her voice back under control, Susan said, "We thought you might like to join us."

A low rumble emanated from the animal's chest. His head moved lower.

"Please," Susan whispered, voice cracking again. "You're scaring us." The girls moved tightly together. Six feet away, the wolf settled into a tense, low squat, continuing to rumble. His eyes were jet-black darkness.

"Laura's staying the night. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

The wolf rumbled.

"Say something!" Susan whispered.

Laura cleared her throat. It felt crushed by steel bands. "Susan's told me so much about you - " she got a jab in the ribs " - how you took care of her, brought her up, made sure no one took advantage of her. The two of you practically live for each other now." Susan squeezed her thigh, encouragingly. "I was thinking how much different that is from the life I have. My brother - who certainly doesn't deserve the grief I give him - is my worst enemy it seems. If Mom and Dad aren't yelling at one another, one of them is yelling at me." The wolf's head tilted, showing interest. "I envy what you and Susan have," Laura said. She hesitated, unsure if anything else was too much. "I'm sorry about today."

The wolf blinked.

"I should have been more insightful," she said, leaning forward. "I had no idea...well you know...that you and the boy - " she looked at Susan for help. Susan elbowed her on. " - were one and the same." Now she really was lost. "Would you like to join us?"

The wolf remained still.

"This is your spa, I know, and it's you I should be asking permission of." Susan squeezed her thigh again. "I'll get out of you like."

The wolf shook its head.

"Join us?"

Rising, the wolf took two steps forward, then stopped. It was enormous, impossibly big. And both girls saw the erection between his legs.

"Oh, my God," Laura whispered. "No."

The size of her arm, the erection was more than impossibly big. Susan gripped her knee.

Heart banging, Laura stood up. "Do you want me now?"

The wolf gestured yes. Its erection shook.

Laura knew what was coming. She took a step up. "Here?"

The wolf growled, scraping the deck. Right here!

Shaking, she hesitated a moment, then Susan was at her side.

"Easy. You're doing just fine." Susan held Laura's arm and walked her around the tub, to the stairs, to the wolf.

"Oh, God," Laura whispered.

"Don't be afraid. You've been through worse. I've been through it too. Relax."

Relax? Laura's heart trip-hammered. Her eyes, locked on the wolf's huge erection, felt gritty with sand. "Tell me why I'm doing this again?" she whispered.

To the wolf, Susan said: "Do you want me to join? Or leave you two alone?"

Laura hissed: "Susan! You can't leave!"

"Shhssshhh!"

The wolf scraped three times.

Laura's heart flip-flopped. All of them.

The wolf moved past them to the sliding glass door - the deck shook under its weight - where it stood, waiting. Laura looked from the wolf to Susan. "He wants to go inside?"

Susan nodded, went to the door. Opening it, she let the wolf inside. They followed it to the equipment room, where the wolf sat down beside the Bow-Flex machine.

Laura could hardly breathe. "What now?"

Susan whispered in her ear. "This is his favorite contraption. It might hurt a bit."

Laura flinched. "Hurt?"

"Easy."

Laura was lead to the machine, where, in growing apprehension, she watched Susan raise the adjustable arms and fix them side-by-side over the center, forming a bridge. They were, Laura realized, meant to hold her up. She looked at Susan in desperation.

Susan whispered. "Relax. It's not as bad as you think."

"You keep saying that!" Laura keened. Her heart raced.

Susan put a steadying arm around her waist. "You'll live," she whispered. "I promise."

Laura wanted to run.

Shaking uncontrollably, Laura maneuvered onto the bench and lay down over the arms. As expected, her behind sailed high in the air. She gripped the edge of the seat, said, "I can't believe this," and looked around at Susan. "This is so humiliating!"

Arms crossing her thin chest, Susan only shrugged. Her upper arms and torso were entirely goose fleshed.

The wolf moved to the machine's right side, nosed the base. Susan cursed softly.

"What?" Laura whimpered. She wanted no more surprises.

Raising a leather cufflet, identical to the ones on her bed, Susan said, "Sorry," and slipped the restraint around Laura's right ankle.

Laura's eyes bulged. "Now wait! No one said - "

"Sorry, hon," Susan whispered, securing the cuff.

"Susan!"

"Relax. It'll be okay." Susan became very red. "I've done this myself." She held another cuff for Laura's wrist.

"My hands too?"

"Sorry."

"Susan! No!"

"He won't hurt you. I promise. He never lies."

Laura looked at the wolf's huge erection. It seemed to have grown.

"Don't think about it," Susan said.

"I can't stop thinking about it!" Laura wailed.

Susan finished with the restraints then, looking at the wolf, said: "I'll leave this up to you." She reached beneath the bench and came up with a thick leather gauntlet.

"What is that?" Laura cried.

"Something to go around your middle."

"My middle! Why?"

Susan began to cry. "Because it keeps - keeps you anchored."

Laura struggled against the restraints. She cried, "I don't want to be anchored! I want to go home!"

Susan looked away. "Believe me. You want it on."

Laura could think of a good many things she wanted on and the gauntlet was not one of them. She fought against the cufflets even harder. "Let me go! Susan! I want to go home!"

Susan placed the belt over the small of Laura's back, fastened it crossways below the bridge; in Laura's ear she whispered. "Would you please just stop! He's getting anxious."

Laura yelled: "He's getting anxious? Susan! "

Susan stepped back.

Hips clamped to the bridge, legs apart, her already savaged vagina a waiting target, Laura caterwauled, "Susssaaaannnn!" and fought to get loose. Every nerve in her body screamed.

Susan continued to sob. Arms crossed and her slight body shaking, she went and stood in the doorway. The wolf glared at her a moment, then jumped onto the bench and butted Laura on the rear. Laura screamed.

"Please, hon!" Susan pleaded. "Take it easy!" Bright tears rolled down her cheeks.

Laura continued to scream. "Leeeeeet-meeeee-goooooo! I don't want to do this! Susssaaaannnn!"

The wolf ran his tongue roughly between her cheeks and Laura screamed, "No! No, please!" and kicked with her hands and her feet. She shuddered mightily and the wolf licked her again. His tongue was like sandpaper. "No! I don't want to do this!" He attacked her anus, then put his tongue in Laura's open vagina and gasping, she bolted straight upright.

"SUSSSSSAAAAAAAAAAN!"

"Laura, please!" Susan cried from the safety of the doorway.

"Let me go! Let me go! I want to go home!"

Face in her hands, Susan stood in the doorway and sobbed.

"Not again!" Laura wailed, struggling against the restraints. "Not again! Please, no, not again! Stop!"

Despite her desperation, Laura's body awoke. In ever increasing gyrations, her rear end moved with the wolf's tongue, first jumping, then bucking up and down on the arms. Humiliating noises erupted from her throat, escalating in both pitch and intensity. As her arousal grew, she looked frantically around the room.

"Susan! Susan please! Stop him!"

Susan shook her head, looked away.

"Please! I don't wanna - OH! OH! Don't do that!" she keened loudly. "Noooooooo! Stop!"

The inferno in her belly, which twice before had driven her over the edge, reignited. "No-please-no!" she wailed as the tongue lapped under her belly, its full length finding her clitoris. "No-no! No-no-no! OH NO! STOP!" She bucked up and down and her voice rang out in a frenzied shout: "Please stop! Please stop! PLEASE!"

The wolf, growing ever more frenzied, worked Laura from a crouch, his torpedo-sized penis smacking the bench. Susan watched in horror, eyes popped and mouth agape, wondering, Is this how I look? as Laura shouted and screamed. She found her nipples fully hard, covered them and tried to rub the hardness away. She gulped in shock.

"Suuussssssaaaaaan!" Laura wailed. "Help me!" Her legs kicked wildly and her rear end bucked up and down. Laura thought her abdomen would explode. Juice flowed from her open vagina, and the wolf, driven to frenzy by her combativeness, tongued her incessantly.

"NO-NO! OH NO! OH NO!" A powerful orgasm, the size of a hurricane, ravaged Laura's intestines and suddenly she screamed: "FUCK ME! OH, FUCK ME, GODDAMMIT! FUCK ME RIGHT NOW!" She looked wildly back, eyes popping and frantic, and growling raucously, the wolf leapt onto her back. Laura instantly screamed: "Don't hurt me! Don't hurt me! Please don't hurt me!" Then the wolf entered her and Laura screamed.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! NOT UP MY ASS!"

Sobbing loudly, Susan covered her ears and shook her head back and forth.

"SUSAN! SUSAN! NOT UP MY ASS! NOT UP MY ASS!"

"It's all right!" Susan wailed. "It's all right!"

"IT IS NOT ALL RIGHT! OWWWWWWWWW!" Laura wailed, looking frantically back. "I don't want it like this! I'm a virgin!" she screamed, clenching her jaw tight. "PLEASE!"

Susan finally stepped forward, withdrew when the wolf growled. "PLEASE!," she begged him. "Don't hurt her like this!"

Laura wailed hysterically as more and more went up her tail. "SUSSSSSAAAAAAAAAAN!"

Running a hand down his back, Susan implored her brother to stop. "Please! Please, Bruce! Can't you see you're killing her?" Incredulously, she watched as the wolf's giant erection invaded Laura's tail. Thick around as a beer can, and two feet long, no human rectum could possibly survive it. The wolf fixed her with its dreadful black eyes, and Susan backed away. "Please!" she whispered. "You've never done this before!"

The wolf glared at Susan as Laura wailed, "He's hurting me! He's hurting me! Please!"

"Please?" Susan begged.

The wolf continued to glare.

Risking being bitten, Susan moved forward and put her arm around Laura's shoulder. "I'm sorry," she said. "I know it hurts."

"Susan! For God's sakes! IT REALLY HURTS!"

"I know. I know. I don't know what to do."

"MAKE HIM STOP! STOP HIM GODDAMMIT! "

"I can't, sweetheart," Susan sobbed. "Only he can do that."

"But you've got to do something! OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"

Kissing Laura on the neck - and drawing a warning growl - Susan moved to Laura's rear end and gingerly took the dog's penis. It thumped strongly in her hand. It was very hot. She held it squarely centered in the bull's eye of Laura's anus (she was amazed how the small muscle clenched with spasmodic fervor) and kept it steady.

"Bruce?" she pleaded.

The wolf looked back.

"Please stop hurting her. Please!" The wolf's coal-black eyes were terrifying. "I like her, Bruce. I really do."

The wolf bared its fangs and snarled.

"I know you have trouble like this - " taking on the characteristics of an animal meant also experiencing the animals mental state - a frightening and unpredictable thing, " - but please try." She moved her lips to the hot penis and kissed it.

The wolf growled threateningly again, but its penis swelled. Susan withdrew it from Laura's rectum, opened her mouth and took the end fully inside. She sucked it gently. After a moment, she said: "I'll do it all the way if you promise not to hurt her."

For a moment the wolf seemed ready to bite, then it nodded and deeply growled. "Thank you," she said, kissing his penis again. "You won't be sorry."

Laura, meanwhile, was practically frenetic. She couldn't tell what was going on, but the clenching and unclenching of her anus was excruciating. It felt as though every dog in the state were there, fucking her at once. Laura, wonder- bitch of the Adirondacks, she thought, crazily. Suddenly Susan's finger was on her clitoris and Laura gasped.

"I don't know if this helps," Susan whispered. "But it's the best thing I can do." She guided the end of the wolf's penis back onto Laura's clenched anus, and with unnerving precision, used her finger to bring Laura to orgasm.

"Oh! Oh-Jesus!" Laura moaned. "Nuh-uh-nn-nn!" She started to gurgle.

"I'm guiding him back in," Susan whispered, pushing the rigid flesh into Laura's rectum. Rather than fight, Laura pushed upward and out.

"That's it," Susan whispered. "Good girl."

Susan guiding him in, the wolf worked himself downward, the shaft slowly filling Laura's ass. Laura groaned and looked back with fearful eyes, her lower lip quivering. "It hurts- it hurts-it hurts," she moaned through clenched teeth. The deeper the wolf pushed, the wider her eyes became. Suddenly her eyes clamped shut and Laura recoiled.

"It hurts! Oh-God! It hurts! SUSAN!"

"Easy! Easy!" Susan whispered soothingly. "Relax!" The huge erection was six inches deep and Susan wondered: How much can the poor girl take?

Then Laura shuddered, threw back her head and wailed, "Ow, Susan! Owwwww!" gasped loudly again, and wailed: "Susan! It REALLY hurts!"

Susan looked helplessly down. Eight inches were in, maybe ten, and Laura's anus was grossly distorted. Only a thin membrane of tissue remained. "I know," she whimpered, her own anus aching in sympathy. "I know-I know. It's nearly in now."

"Nearly! How much is left!"

Susan looked at the huge penis, at Laura's anguished face. She lied, "Another six inches."

"SIX INCHES! SUSAN! " Laura struggled helplessly. "I CAN'T! I CAN'T DO THAT!"

"Laura - "

"IT HURTS SUSAN! IT HURTS!"

Susan sobbed. She placed her forehead against the wolf's left flank. "Please, Bruce," she whispered. "Just do this and get it over with."

The wolf, unable to control his lust - or his spasming legs - plunged downward and Laura screamed in pain and panic as three more inches drove in. She screamed as the wolf plunged again.

"NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Susan panicked and yelled, "Please, Bruce! Please!" as she grabbed the wolf's hindquarters and tried to lift.

"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Laura screamed, then, "SUSSAAAAAN!" as three more inches dove into her tail. She now had fourteen inches of the beast inside.

"GET HIM OFF! GET HIM OFF! GET HIM - OWWWWWWWWWW!" Laura screamed as her anus sucked around the huge shaft like a lipless mouth. She lunged against the leather belt, the restraints, the wolf on her back and Susan, shocked out of control, backed away,

"SUSAN! NOOOOOO! Oh-my-God-Oh-my-God-Oh-my-God! OWWWWWWWWW!"

Brutally fucked, Laura screamed and screamed and screamed, until Susan thought she'd go mad. Fists clamped to her ears, all Susan could think was: Not that deep! Not that deep! Laura's rectum is not that deep! which meant the head of the beast's penis was inside Laura's colon and twisting the girl's insides to hell. Susan jammed her fists tighter.

Screaming and flailing like a madwoman, her ass wrecked, Laura ricocheted between the leather gauntlet and the crossed over arms. She lashed back and forth but nothing helped. Each thrust of the wolf was a virtual ruination of flesh and she no longer screamed in a hearable frequency.

Breaking her paralysis, Susan leapt forward and gripped the wolf's shuddering hips. It bit her on the shoulder, canines puncturing the skin, which Susan ignored.

"You're hurting her!" she screamed, trying to rip the erection free. She met his coal black eyes. "Stop it! You're killing her!"

"HE IS KILLING ME!" Laura shouted hysterically, lashing side-to-side. "MAKE HIM STOP!"

Susan slowed her brother's mad humping. "Bruce! Bruce! You have to stop. Your penis is two feet long!"

"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Laura screamed as the wolf made a spasmodic plunge.

Susan grabbed her brother's cock. "Bruce, please! Slow down! Here." She put her face under his crotch, ran up and down the shaft with her lips and tongue. "Like that? Do you? Stop hurting her and I'll take you right now. You can come in my mouth, Bruce. Right down my throat. Bruce?"

The wolf growled ferociously, forcing Susan away. Face growing hard, her small hands clenched at her sides, she marched right back: "If you want any more cooperation out of me," she threatened, "ever! you'll get down, right now, Bruce!" The wolf growled deeper, baring his fangs, and Susan said: "I'm serious, Bruce. I'll fight. You know I'll fight. You want the rest of the summer ruined?"

The wolf lost its temper. Rearing and jumping down, he simultaneously ripped loose of Laura's rectum and raked her back with its claws. Laura screamed.

Susan scrambled backward. "Bruce! Bruce, no!" Her hands went defensively to her face. Ready to sit down on the floor - lie down if necessary - she cried: "Please! No! Stop it!"

The wolf advanced, growling, its mouth nothing but fangs. It crouched, poised to jump.

Susan strained to keep her voice level. "You're too vicious as a wolf, Bruce. We can't go on. Please change back." She touched her right shoulder, where eight bite marks reflected his upper and lower fangs. Not a ghastly wound, but deep enough to bleed. "You've never hurt me before, Bruce. Not like this."

The wolf's anger showed no abatement. It circled the terrified Susan, hunched for attack, with Susan circling with him. Then she suddenly sat down. Spreading her hands submissively on the floor, Susan touched her forehead to the carpet, then lay flat on her stomach. She rose to her hands and knees. "I'll do anything," she said. "Mount me. Rape me. Do anything you want. Just please, please, leave Laura alone." Then she lowered her chest to the floor, spread her cheeks with her hands, and said: "I'm ready."

Helpless on the Bowflex, Laura could only watch. Her own bottom - aching like an open wound - commiserated.

For a time the wolf did nothing. Then, circling to her right, it poked Susan's biceps with its snout. A confused Susan looked up.

The wolf motioned to Laura.

"With her? Me and Laura?"

The wolf growled deeply, scraped the floor twice.

"You're sure?"

The wolf growled again.

Do this, she thought. Before he changes his mind. She crawled to the Bowflex machine. "He wants us together," she said, examining Laura's anus. Raw and coned like a volcano, it lay surrounded by small angry weals. Hemorrhoids. At least she wasn't bleeding. "Are you all right?" she asked.

"I hurt," Laura whimpered. She hiccupped in misery.

"I know, honey. I know. I am so sorry."

"Can you get me out of this thing?"

Susan looked back at the wolf.

"Sorry."

"I really hurt, Susan. I think I'm dying."

"I know, baby."

"No, you don't know. You won't know till he fucks you."

Susan cried hot tears. "I tried, okay? I did everything but kill myself." She wiped her cheeks. "Laura, I don't know what else to do."

Behind them, the wolf growled.

Laura wanted the hurt to stop, to be out of this nightmare, to never see Susan or her brother again. But she also wanted - incredibly, than anything else - to be with Susan.

"What should we do?"

Susan caressed her back. "The best thing, I think," she said, looking back at the wolf, "is for me to get under you." She slid along the bench, lay with her legs spread, pulled herself beneath Laura's crotch. Laura's raw and swollen labia six inches above her mouth, she swallowed roughly. Of the many things Susan had experienced, she had never been with a girl.

"This is going to be one-sided, I'm afraid."

Laura looked over her shoulder, saw the wolf ten feet behind. He glared intently, mammoth penis thumping the floor. If anything, it was bigger. "You can make it up to me later," she whispered. "In bed."

Quietly, Susan laughed. "Thank you." She raised her head and, very gently, kissed Laura's open lips.

Both girls shuddered.

"This is your first time," Susan said. "Isn't it?"

Laura nodded, then said, "Yes," realizing Susan could not see. "You?"

Susan kissed her again, let her tongue linger. "Believe it or not," she said, licking Laura's insides again.

Laura moaned.

"You okay?"

Laura shuddered again. "You would not believe what that just did."

Quietly, Susan laughed. "I bet I do." A powerful something had gone off in her head as well. And between her legs. "Kissing would have been nice though."

"I can kiss. Kissing I can do."

Susan said, "Really?"

Laura shook the restraints. "It's about the only thing I can do," she said.

Sliding out, Susan first shot a glance at her brother, then bent over Laura's face. "Hi," she said, grinning sheepishly. Laura grinned back.

"Sorry about this fuck-up."

Laura said, "Not your fault. Long as you promise to beddy- bye me, later on."

Susan's smile widened. "Long as Bruce doesn't object."

Laura raised her lips. "Kiss me, Susan. Please."

The two girls kissed.

Sometime later, trying not to pant, Laura said, "That was really good," then broke out in an uncontrollable giggle. Susan's tongue had literally danced with her own. "You should feel my heartbeat," she whispered.

"I feel my own."

Susan touched her cheek and Laura, smiling ruefully, whispered, "I imagined my first kiss with a girl differently."

Susan massaged Laura's shoulders. "Me too. How about a jacuzzi?"

Laura remembered the roiling water. "Jacuzzi's I like."

The wolf growled impatiently.

"Okay, okay. Relax." Susan bent to Laura's mouth and they resumed kissing. Both of their jaws worked hard.

"I'm ready," Laura finally said.

Susan kissed her one last time, then got back on the bench. She looked at her brother, and the wolf moved forward. Susan cautioned: "Don't hurt me, okay?" Her tone begged understanding. "You're a lot bigger than ever before." His erection seemed ten feet long. She lowered herself and slid beneath her recumbent partner, kissed Laura's crotch. "I'm back," she said, lightly.

Laura shivered.

Letting her tongue slide between the parted lips, tasting Laura's warm goodness, Susan said: "You'll never know I'm here," then found the tip of Laura's clitoris and gave it a tickle. Laura groaned.

Moving purposefully, the wolf climbed between Susan's legs and mounted her. Forepaws around Susan's waist, he thrust forward into her vagina, making Susan cry out. The erection filled her so hugely, so completely, that Susan's belly undulated with the dog's movements. Oh, my God! she thought, looking down, then dazedly returned to eating her partner.

For the next two minutes Laura shuddered and jumped, discovered what countless women had discovered before: Only another woman could please a woman. Under Susan's tongue her clitoris was a point of fire, burning hot and maddening. Her hips ground against the bar, clenched and tightened, spasmed uncontrollably, while Susan swirled the tiny pearl on the tip of her tongue. She sucked it between her teeth and gnawed it gently.

"Oh, God! Oh, my God, please!" Laura moaned. She looked desperately back, watched the wolf fucking her Susan. "Oh, God! Oh, my God, Susan!" The wolf's hindquarters went up and down, in and out of Susan. "Susan! Susan, you okay?"

Susan answered, "Nooooooooo!" in a wail and the faster and harder the wolf fucked her, the worse her gyrations became. Her tongue dug inside Laura like a shovel.

"Ohhhhh! You're - Ohhhhh! Susan!"

"Mnunuuneeaaahh!" Susan wailed.

Rivers of sweat poured from the girls, pooling between Susan's breasts, down her sides, causing her to slide haphazardly on the bench. She cried out with every thrust, clinging so tightly to Laura that the only thing moving was her tongue. Her vaginal discharge soaked her brother's cock and lathered his black fur. She was mad with craving.

"Fuck me you bastard!" Susan begged. "Hard!"

The wolf fucked Susan until spittle flew from his jaws, raining onto Susan's belly and Laura's backside in long ropey strands.

"Come on! Do it damn you!"

Laura felt the last plunge before the wolf came and she came herself. She thrust against the arms, riding her orgasm, her tormented clitoris sucked on by Susan. A ripping gasp tore her lungs and she bucked against the leather gauntlet, then slammed down on the arms again, ramming Susan's teeth into her delicate flesh. She screamed again in pain and the wolf howled ferociously, making Susan scream and both girls screamed in tandem. The wolf howled again.

"No more!" Susan shrieked. "No more!" as savage pain ripped through her belly. She screamed, "OWWWWWWW!" then, "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" as her back arched to an impossible angle, causing the wolf to scramble staying aboard. Skittering on the bench, it became extracted, then plunged back inside Susan again. Sixteen inches of impossible erection slammed to the end of Susan's vagina - it could take no more. Her cervix gave way as Laura's had done, and the blunt end burst through, exploding into her uterus as Susan leapt clear of the bench, only her head touching, toes planted on the floor like a ballerina's. Sperm hot as erupting lava erupted inside her and her mind became a shrieking gale. Emitting a blood curdling, "IIEAAAAA!" Susan collapsed.