I let out another moan, louder this time. Porn Must be two wolves eating it. I move back and forth over the front few inches and once he’s close to cumming, I take another deep breath and go all the way to the base again, so I won’t have to taste his cum. I feel my boyfriend’s comforting grip on my arms as we approach, ready to pull me back if the beast lunges at me, I assume. Then, to my complete shock, I’m flung forward at the wolf, and barely catch a glimpse of my so-called boyfriend as he darts out of the tent, completely naked. I scream as he rips off another chunk of my flesh. I scream again, my tears this time completely blurring out what’s going on. If I can get help, great, but what I’m really looking for right now is to just die.
