Call Of the Wild

A/N: Unless anyone comes up with any good ideas, this is probably the last of the stories in the Breaking Faith series. Thanks for all the reviews.

Call Of The Wild

The bells dangling from Faith’s nipples jangled as she crawled behind her Mistress, the real Slayer pulling on the leash secured around her slender neck. The busty Slayer’s dark orbs widened as she noticed the huge cage, easily capable of holding a dozen or so people on the dungeon’s floor and the picnic table complete with hamper and two seats sat outside. “Get inside Toy,” Kennedy unfastened her collar’s leash and walked over to the table, her high heels clicking imperiously on the floor.

“Do you want me to finger myself while you watch?” the once sassy Slayer timidly asked, knowing just how much watching her masturbate entertained her owner.

“Oh you’re such a thoughtful girl,” Kennedy patted her on her head. “But I rather think you should save your energy for your partner. Now get in your cage.”

Faith nodded dutifully before crawling inside. She gasped when a few seconds later a shimmering, wildly flickering portal opened and her Queen stepped out wearing a purple Basque, full-length matching suspenders, and a blood red thigh-length cape. Her mistress had bought a pet too, a huge, powerful werewolf, the size of a small horse, bristling with muscle, shaggy fur covering its powerful body. “I realised the other day that my ex-boyfriend hadn’t yet tasted your pleasures, it seemed a shame to exclude him from our gatherings.”

Faith swallowed, she remembered how strong Oz had been that one time he’d escaped from his cage and she’d been forced to wrestle him, he was a fearsome beast, almost the match of her, and she could see his cock jutting out beneath him, it was so big. ”B….but Mistress, Queen, what if he bites me?” Faith queried.

“Stupid bitch!” Faith yelped when her Queen picked up a violet wand, shoved it through the cage bars and shocked her shoulder. “You don’t think I’d lose the use of my pet for three nights a month do you?” The all-powerful witch continued in a barely softer tone. “No, I’ve done a spell that effectively neuters Oz for the night, unfortunately for you however,” the witch laughed softly, “his usual animalistic urges have been re-focussed into his more sexual ones.” The mighty red-head opened the cage and pointed at the werewolf. “Enter.”

“Hands and knees bitch!” Kennedy snapped. “Shake that pretty little ass in your master’s face.”

Faith licked her full lips before obeying, trepidation being replaced by the blind urge to please those she knew as her betters. Her full rear did its usual hypnotic slow dance, the one her owners liked the best, first jumping slightly up, the sleek muscles vibrating, then edging to the left before swinging right, and finally doing a slow, hypnotic circle counter and then clockwise.

“Aaaah,” her pouty mouth dropped open when she felt the wolf’s wet snout push at her nether entrance, eager to smell his new bitch’s sex, belled nipples jingling as she shivered and her teardropped tits swung back and forth. “Oh god!” Sweat beaded on her forehead when the were’s long, hot tongue stroked languidly up and down her bald pussy lips, the rough-textured tongue sending erotic vibrations through her with every swish. “Oooooh, that feels-, ooooooh!”

Either some part of the human Oz remained and he remembered how to give oral sex, or the were was just enticed by her taste. Whatever the reason, the were’s tongue didn’t move from her cunny, instead it pushed deeper and deeper, spreading her nether lips with its wet, warm snout as it alternated between long, exploring probes that slid up and down one or other of her walls, and fast, almost violent pokes that dove deeply in and then immediately retreated out before instantly starting again.

“Oh god!” Faith cried as she jiggled helplessly, her all world the werewolf’s sandpaper tongue. “Oh god!” Rivers of sweat came off the slave’s curvy body. “Please, please, please!” Her pussy pulsed and throbbed continually, giving the house-trained ingénue no respite. “Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!” Her nipples hardened, her jiggling tits a ringing concerto as her owners laughed in the background. “Aaaaaaaah!” Faith shrieked as the tongue pulled out of her cleft to return to sliding up and down her soaking labia, every hot touch sending a wave of pleasure through the Council’s fuck-toy. “Aaaaaaah! Godddddd!”

”Jeeez.” Faith groaned as the brutish beast pushed his tongue obscenely into her burning cunt, dominating her utterly as she willingly gave herself to the most depraved of her owners’ games, her lewd legs spreading further and further, rounded ass tilting upwards as she allowed the were any access he desired. “Oh gawd!” She shrieked as the tongue probed deeply with none of the possible gentleness of a human lover but with a ferocity that only an untamed animal could match, the only thing close one of her Mistress’ angry pussy whipping. A primitive groan escaped her lips as she came; white rivers of cum seeping down her inner thighs. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Faith sunk to the cage’s floor, her satin skin pimpling as it came into contact with the icy steel ground, her shoulders rose and fell as she gasped for air, her shaggy-furred master standing proudly over her. “Oz wants you to play with his cock, Toy.”

Faith nodded weakly at Willow’s excited whisper. Rolling onto her back, the once defiant beauty stared mesmerised at Oz’s stiff cock proudly jutting out of his fur. The house-trained slut reached out and began fondling the were’s heavy balls shocked at how much wolf-sperm those mighty globes must carry inside them. “Aaaaah,” Faith groaned as the horny were lowered his snout and began licking at her tits, every stroke of his sandpaper tongue sending electric shivers through her rounded chest. The well-trained plaything forced herself to concentrate on the job in hand and began stroking her long fingers up and down his thick rod, dark eyes widening as the already substantial cock seemed to expand under her experienced ministrations.

Soon it was sticking out almost a foot from its furry concealments. She stroked at it with increasing eagerness, the cock seeming to grow with each fleeting caress, the dog’s panting and licking also increasing, drool sliding out of its open mouth to splatter her alluring chest, nipples stone-hard with the thoughts of the degradation she was about to endure. She could only hope her owners showed her their usual lack of mercy.

“Oh god, Oz,” Faith moaned as her pussy began tingling at the sight of the were’s gleaming cock. What would it feel like to have this mighty beast take her as roughly as he wanted, to have this powerful wolf make her his bitch as so many had already managed in her owners’ service. Her breath came faster and faster as she tugged harder at the cock, her long fingers massaging the prodigious member under the were’s sleek belly, feeling up and down the excitedly pulsing prick. Her gently squeezing palm felt every excited testicular throb and could hardly wait until the were’s cum was firing inside of her. “Oh god, Oz,” her bee-stung lips parted in a long, aroused moan, smooth-skinned hips rising and falling, as if the wolf was already ploughing a furrow inside her.

The enslaved temptress groaned as she continued milking the wolf’s rock-hard cock, the panting beast’s drool adorning her Playboy-quality jugs, her cunny milky and wet in anticipation, juices pooling between her legs. “I think its time you 69ed that big boy,” Kennedy laughed.

”Yes mistress-, oooooh” Faith gasped as Oz’s long tongue flew into her obscenely open and hairless pussy, increasingly sticky with sweat back arching in response. The once mighty Slayer was now nothing but a werewolf’s bitch.

Faith’s cunt felt ablaze from the demon’s enthused tongue licking, the creature backing up until its cock was almost dangling in her face. The Council slut stared breathlessly at the engorged member jutting out of his masterful crotch, drooling slightly at the thought of what her owners demanded of her.

Faith panted as the wolf continued licking at her, her cunny throbbing passionately under its untamed attack. The Slayer’s dark orbs glazed over as she grabbed the animal’s cock and worked it towards her ruby red lips, the tapering member easing into her mouth, deeper and deeper, until it was lodged securely in her tight throat, stretching it to encompass his hugeness, cheeks hollowing as she breathed through her nostrils.
Faith licked frenziedly at the pulsating prick, desperate to serve her betters.

Faith’s head swam from the wolf’s unfamiliar smell, her Slayer senses enabling her to discover just how different the were was from a normal human. The warm cock pulsed and stiffened with every worshipful lick and adoring suck of her lips and tongue. Above her she could hear the wolf’s yelps and grunts as he continued to lick at his new bitch’s tingling twat, his pelvis thrusting downward, burying his cock deep inside her. The Slayer’s full chest heaved as she struggled for hair, his hairy balls rubbing against her nose, the once proud Slayer forced to serve a savage beast. The aroused wolf started a pumping tempo, hips thrusting up and down, its cock jabbing in and out of her milking mouth, while its long, rough tongue serviced her willing cunny.

Faith breathed through her nose, her cheeks alternating between expanding and deflating to accommodate the massive member see-sawing in and out of her mouth, her lips aching as they stretched to contain him, impassioned drool running down her face. The Slayer’s always active tongue licked furiously at the massive wolf-cock, stroking at the underside’s pulsing vein. The air filled with her gurgling and her master wolf’s excited yelps as he fucked deep into the Slayer beauty’s face, his heavy balls slapping resoundingly against the bride of her nose.

At the same time Oz’s rough-textured but very pleasing tongue lashed eagerly at the gorgeous Bostonian’s bald nether lips, every stroke making her breath hitch and pussy ache. Faith’s stomach rippled and quivered, her lust growing as her pussy burnt and the anticipation of tasting Oz’s wolf cum for the first time grew inside her, filling her with an unquenchable urge to be further debased and abused by the shaggy-haired monster.

The buxom slave heard Oz yelp then felt his animalistic shiver, thick cock wriggling uncontrollably in her mouth and throat, then suddenly sperm gushed down her enthusiastically sucking throat, a river of hot sticky cum spilling inside her. Faith’s curved buttocks shuddered and lifted off the ground as her own orgasmic explosion took place, her white cum spraying her master’s snout and muzzle as he licked her to climax, her toes curling with its ferocity as wave after wave of pleasure lapped over her. Oz’s cum kept coming and she kept gulping at his firing rod, the extra spilling out down her chin to leave her drenched and resoundingly marked as his bitch.

Completely exhausted, Faith lay there limply as the wolf pulled his hairy cock from her cum-filled mouth and padded around to nuzzle at her twitching crotch, sweat gleaming on the brunette stunner’s naked body. “I think Oz wants to know how much you want him,” Willow mercilessly prompted. “Tell him what you need.”

“What a fucking cock, Oz,” Faith croaked, her beautiful face soaked in dog-cum and her throat raw from the were’s enthused fucking. “That monster is made to take women, and I want it inside me, fucking me, filling your new bitch with your sperm.” Lust seemed to rise in the vigorous beast’s glowing eyes. “Slam it inside me, take me, fuck me like that slut I am. Fuck your dirty whore, Oz.” Her belly shivered as the last remaining cum oozed out of the lycan’s prick-end and fell on her midsection, her taut stomach undulating like a pole-dancer’s. “Make me scream your name,” she continued uttering lewd promises. “I’m begging for your cock like the dirty little tramp I am. Oh yes,” she took the soggy but re-stiffening cock and eased it towards her silken sheath. “Inside, inside, inside,” she softly chanted. “Take me Oz. Oh please Oz, I need your dick, oh please,” her hands pulled at the wolf’s cock as his forelegs’ paws scratched at her tits, the pain caused by the rough scratches on her silken boobs unimportant next to getting the cock inside her and pleasing her owners with the show she gave them. “Inside, inside, inside.”

“Inside, inside, inside.” Faith stared down at the gleaming prick emerging from under the beast’s furry belly, thick and wet, swaying tantalising at it promised to pleasure her. “Inside, inside, inside.” Then its end touched her cunny, sending pleasant shivers through her, the Slayer writhing helplessly. “Oz, Oz, Oz,” she panted, the dog still scratching at her jugs, its long tongue soaking her face in salvia, “don’t tease, claim your bitch.”

The curvy brunette’s lustrous mane billowed under her naked body as the werewolf mounted himself between her lewdly spread legs. His thrusting cock brushed teasingly against her again, the tip just stroking her nether lips. “Oooooh, fucccccck, Ozzzzzzzz,” Faith’s eyes bulged. “Please, just take me.” Her arms reached up, grabbing the were’s rear haunches and pushing him down, his heavy cock plunging deep, her pussy gripping tightly around him. “Ohhhhhh Ozzzzzzzz! Fuck your bitch with your huge cock! Take me!”

“Oh yes! Oh yes! Ozzzzzzz!” His cock felt as hard as an iron bar inside her, yet pulsed with an exciting life that no mere metal dildo could ever match. Faith convulsed as the wolf pulled away and then pushed back in, burying himself even deeper, her back arched as the wolf barked proudly, her loins steaming with desire. “Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez!”

Oz howled again as he pulled out and slammed his member back in her, so deep that Faith half-thought he’d split her in two. The were yelped as he pulled out before re-sinking himself in the Council slut’s always welcoming twat. Every time the hornily enthused lycan buried himself in her, his sperm-heavy balls would thump obscenely into her smooth-skinned, curved ass.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Faith threw her hands up and began writhing madly underneath her furry master when the super-powered beast began pumping in and out of her with a speed and ferocity no mere mortal lover could ever hope to match. “Ohhh fucccck!” Faith gurgled and gasped as the were scratching at her titties also increased in ferocity, the nearly out-of-control wolf giving her a fucking that would perhaps kill a normal woman or at the least snap her sanity. “Ohhhhhh fuck!” Faith writhed helplessly, her screams becoming endless, wordless grunts as bestial in nature as her dominator. “Ozzzzz! Oh yes! Fuck me!” For the once feared Slayer, there was now nothing but the wolf pounding at her twat, giving her unimagined pleasure as he enjoyed her as he wished, fucking her without gentleness or care. Her jaw clenched and head spun as he pounded at her, her groans constant as her pussy flexed continually around his thick lycan member, stretching and straining to take her master. “Take your bitch!”

Suddenly the voluptuous beauty wasn’t content to have her legs merely spread and wrapped them around his muscled back, undulating her pelvis salaciously, meeting her master’s all-encompassing thrusts with welcoming wantonness, the sweat-streaked brunette thrusting her burning crotch up at her were master, sliding up and down his impaling cock as it plunged deeper and deeper into her. The were’s furry body crashed repeatedly into her tanned, model-quality beauty. Faith instinctively continued grinding herself against her master, lips parted in a continual moan of release. “Ohhhhh! Ahhhhhhh! Eieeeeeeeeee! Babababababababababab! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

“JEEEEEEEEEEEEZ!” Lights exploded before Faith’s eyes as she came like a waterfall. A combination of animal-human cum burst out of her quivering womb, showering down her contracted thighs as the Slayer’s responsive cunt milked her bestial master’s cock for every sweet drop. “Fuck,” Faith moaned softly, her dark eyes half-closed as the climax’s last throes rippled through her perspiring frame. Her suddenly wobbly legs fell from Oz’s flanks as the naked femme fatale lay limply under her panting master, drool from his muzzle dripping down onto her, the wolf’s paws still scraping away skin from her silken breasts and his cock still firmly wedged in her soaking cunny.

“Now Toy,” Willow’s purr reached her exhausted ears, “up on your hands and knees, Oz wants to ride his bitch doggy style.”

Faith nodded mutely before rolling up onto her hands and knees, aching teardropped titties dangling under her and midnight tresses hanging down to the ground, draped over and concealing her lustfully inflamed features. Either some part of the human remained or Queen was mentally controlling him. Whatever the explanation, the werewolf knew exactly was on offer and leapt onto his bitch’s bent back. Faith moaned under the beast’s considerable bulk, excited at the degradation about to ensue, her master’s forepaws clawing at her silken-skinned shoulders and the ferocious beast lowering his hindquarters so his already stiff-again cock entered her warm twat, her nether lips sucking him inside.

Then the mighty beast thrust forward, slamming himself inside the willing slut’s cunny, taking her completely with one thrust, her lithe tiny body shivering under his forceful impact. “Oh godddd,” the once rebellious Slayer wheezed, drool forming on her bottom lip as her shaggy-haired master claimed her. The sultry Slayer wriggled and writhed, pushing her ass backwards to ensure she had every inch of Oz inside her, part of wondered what his cock looked like in his non-wolf form. “Oooooh god,” the wanton beauty eased her ass forward until only the growling wolf’s prick-end was between her stretched nether lips, moaned with delight, then forced herself back, powering her thrust with all her vigorous Slayer muscles. “Oooooh.” Faith’s low moan was lost in the were’s excited howl as her sliding pussy quivered and flexed around his throbbing member. The were began humping her, shoving himself in and out of her with wild abandon, every fresh penetration celebrated with an ecstatic bark.

“OOOOOOOH!” Faith’s head sunk to the ground as she gratefully took her fucking that her owners had arranged for her, sweat pouring off her writhing form and belled nipples jingling as her perky boobs swayed back and forth. “AAAAAAAAAH!” Faith’s nubile body writhed sinuously with every re-entry, a helpless slave not only to her owners but her own erotic desires. “FUCCCCCCCCCCCCK.” The Slayer beauty’s gripped to the fat prick inside her, her clit rubbing enticingly against him upon every entry, her pussy seeming on fire with desire for the mammoth wolf cock inside her. “GGGGGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDD!”


”Jeeeeez,” Faith babbled and wailed as rivers of cum dripped down the horny beauty’s slender thighs, soaking Oz’s hairy balls as they slapped into her. “Oh, oh, oh!” Her cunny throbbed and flowed, desperately lubricating herself in order to the mammoth member inside her, her clit seeming to pulse with independent joy, engorging and swelling with excitement as the wolf’s cock began to twitch inside her. “Yeeeees,” Faith let out a shriek as she re-started pounding her ass back to meet the cock inside her, desperate not only to cum again, but to have him fill her. “Please, oh please! Oh please!”

Oz responded by fucking his bitch even harder, his hairy haunches blurring as he pounded in and out of her, the sultry beauty bouncing up and down with the impact, knees repeatedly cracking on the steel floor as her owner’s ex stretched and violated her twat. “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!” Faith wailed as she felt her loins began vibrating ecstatically. “I’m gonnna-.” Faith’s dark eyes bulged in shock as Oz’s cock swelled inside her. “CUMMMMMMMMMMMMM!” Oz’s cock shot streams of his lovely juice inside her as her own cream flowed out of her, soaking his crotch as he filled her, the were’s paws scratching excitedly at her shoulders and back as she shrieked and wailed, her pussy simultaneously took on his fluid and divested her own all over him, a river of cum going out, but an ocean pouring in, filling her wildly jerking body. “FUCCCCCCCCCCCK OZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!”

The house-trained Slayer sprawled face down on the ground, stretched cunny freeing itself from Oz’s giant member. Her bruised chest heaved, her pouty lips parted as she gasped for air, matted hair sticking to her sweaty face and normally luminous eyes glazed and dulled with exhaustion.

“No time for resting, Toy,” Willow snapped as Kennedy giggled. “I think Oz deserves a turn in every hole, get up and spread those ass cheeks for him!”

“Yes Queen,” the Council plaything mumbled as she pushed her alluring ass up into the air, her head resting on the cold floor, teeth gritted in anticipation of what was to come. Then she reached behind, hands gripping her deep buttocks, fingers pressing into the smooth skin and pulling them apart.

Faith’s eyes bulged when rather than just ramming into her, the were eased his hot wet snout into her deep crevice and began licking at her. ”Oooooh,” Faith moaned and writhed at the unexpected sensation, the were’s long, wet tongue lashing at her spread rosebud, salvia dripping down and into her anus.

“Looks like Toy likes her rimming,” laughed Kennedy.

“Yes,” Willow agreed. “I imagine she’ll be grateful of her lubrication in a moment.

The werewolf pulled away with a possessive bark, the savage lycan leaping nimbly on top of his submissively waiting bitch. Faith moaned deep in her throat as she awaited the inevitable, heart thumping with an obscene combination of lust and fear. Then Oz’s long, thick cock slid up and down her ass crevice, reminding her of what was to come. And then the massive beast pushed his tip down and against her rosebud. “Oooooh,” Faith wriggled and writhed as she bit her bottom lip.

Then he drove forward, powerful haunches forcing him through her tight anus. “Aaaarrrggghhh!” Faith groaned as the huge cock worked its way into her smallest hole. Ignoring the initial discomfort and conscious of her owners’ watching eyes, the Bostonian beauty shoved her full ass backwards, offering her tight tush for a brutalising pounding.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, oooooooooooooooh.” Faith’s breath came in ragged gasps as Oz took her relentlessly with no regard for her comfort. His paws dug into her naked back as he howled his arousal, forcing his cock deeper and deeper into her tight rectal entrance. “Oh, oh, oh, oh.” Faith panted as the thicker part of Oz’s member entered her, Slayer senses making her even more sensitive than a normal woman, capable of feeling every throb as the wolf pushed himself in, remorselessly forcing her to give before him.

It was sheer agony and yet it was her owners wanted, so it was what Faith wanted too.

“Oooooh,” Faith’s eyes rolled back in relief as she felt Oz withdraw, the pressure in her back passage easing slightly. Then with one powerful thrust the mighty lycan forced his trunk-like member all the way into her anus, burying himself all the way in her resisting ass. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” Faith screamed and wailed as her body tightened and twisted around him, her voice growing hoarse.

“Ooooh,” Faith’s screams turned to moans as the were guided his member around her back passage, gently stroking it, forcing her to pant and moan. “Ohhh,” her fists pounded the steel floor, “ooooh, ohhh, ooooh.” Just as suddenly as he’d started teasing her, Oz drew back until only his tip remained in her wildly-flexing anus and drove forward, once again spearing her. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” Faith’s curved mouth opened in a cage-shaking wail as the were once again impaled, nubility shaking in pain as Oz once again proved his dominance over her, sweat running all over her pained body as it writhed and jumped under his assault.

“Please, please, please.” Once again the brunette temptress moaned and groaned as Oz slowed and ground his haunches from side to side and in a gentle circle, stroking and stretching her so-sensitive walls, every caress sending waves of pleasure through her. “Ooooooh,” Faith sobbed with delight and relief as the pleasure rather than the pain continued, the werewolf half-pulling out then oh so pleasurably easing himself back in and repeating the tender action half a dozen times.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” Faith’s head shot up, eyes filled with pained realisation as the mighty werewolf pulled out and then shoved himself back in with even greater force than before, the feeling akin to having a heated crowbar shoved up her ass. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” Faith bit her bottom lip with enough force to draw blood when he did it a second time with only slightly less force than the first. Suddenly she realised just what was happening, Oz was proving his dominance, he was pack-leader and she was nothing but his bitch to do with as he wished.

The once-rebellious beauty sunk her head in submission and pushed her battered buttocks up, giving them as an offering to her master. Satisfied with her offering, the were slowed, his frenzied fucking slowing so that the Council plaything was moaning gently instead of screaming wildly, tears of lust rather than pain filling her eyes. “Aaaaah, ooooh, ahhhh, yes,” Faith groaned and moaned as she enjoyed her subjugation and humiliation at the paws of her shaggy-haired better.

Oz’s throbbing member popped out of her puckered anus then he buried back into her, Faith gurgling and groaning in delight as he pushed in and out of her, his thrusting slowing to a manageable pace now that his dominance had been established. Still the sweat poured off the naked beauty, making her gleam as she crouched beneath her hairy master. The brunette temptress’ naked hips blissfully gyrated up and down in a matching cadence to her master’s enthused thrusting, encouraging him to fuck his bitch as she clearly needed, no desired.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah,” Faith wailed as Oz speeded up again, pumping with ever growing ferocity. “FUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK!” This time her wails and squeals didn’t encourage the werewolf to slow, too wrapped up in his own approaching rapture. “SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!” Faith ground her teeth together, eyes bulging as the lycan’s engorging, swelling rod stretched and probed inside her, fucking her tight ass loose as she crouched naked subserviently beneath him.

”Fuck me! Oh! Yes! Fuck me!” Faith screamed, desperate to encourage her master to come so he might pull out of her. Oz barked in return, forepaws clawing at her excitedly as he speeded up, the young beauty feeling like she’d explode with every rough thrust inside. “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! FUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK! GAAAAAAAAAD!” Faith’s cheeks reddened, deflated and expanded as she shrieked and gasped, desperate for her anal battering to end. “CUM! CUM! CUM!”

Then Oz let out a wild howl, his cock suddenly seeming to expand inside her and then release, squirting hot animal cum into her ass and spill out to soak his already matted crotch. Faith whimpered as she sunk to the ground, the were giving her ass another couple of lusty stabs before pulling out and leaving her lying there, body shaking in the after-shock.

“Well, I really know how to throw a party don’t I?” Willow smugly pronounced.

Kennedy laughed. “Well you certainly provide the best entertainment.”