And judging by the increased twitching I felt, and the groan that passed from his mouth, I was successful, but still I kept up with that grinding, for however long it took. All the while, I stared at the entrance to the cave as daylight grew brighter and brighter. Pulling me up until all but the tip was out, he pulled me down while pushing his hips up, and managed to almost get his knot into me. However, he was not satisfied with this. Quite a bit of a step up from 2 or 3, but as my time was running out, I could not afford to work my way up, and there was a small part of me that wanted another orgasm the likes of which I had while being double fucked. Finally though, enough had been drained that I was staring down the last werewolf. Did not know where I was running, but as long as it was away, I didn’t care. Raising myself up until about a third of his dick remained inside me, I brought myself down with as much force as I could reasonably bring, and thankfully the knot slipped in without too much problems. Raising myself over his fully extended rod, I pushed the tip in, and started easing my way down.
