A friend of mine had told me about a store I should go check out if I was ever in need of a helping hand. Given that it was the only direction I could look, I looked towards the entrance, and saw about half the pack, laying on the cave floor, eyes pinned to my face as I was being pounded. Knowing exactly what it would do, I began doubling my efforts on my swilling down this forced feeding, since I hoped it would drain it quicker, and I was going to need air soon. Soon enough they were showing their appreciation, with the evidence being lost in the multitude of other loads. I was almost out of air at this point, when the brown werewolf that had been holding my face against his stomach with his dick damn near reaching into my stomach decided he was going to continue where he had left off. If one discounted the odd shaped dicks and all the fur, it was almost like 2 guys fucking me. It didn’t take much for him to slide in, they were very well suited for penetration after all, and like a lock with a key, his thrust caused an eruption of pleasure within me, my toes curled, eyes rolled to the back of my head and body shaking
