When I finally came back out of my comatose state, I was being held with my face against the cave wall, feeling like every inch of my flesh had been given a coating at least an inch thick, and my ass was being violated with extreme gusto. Soon as that substance started coating my tongue, it made me gag. It’s one thing to intuitively know that I had large rods sliding through me, it’s another to see the scale at which I was taking. I watched as one werewolf unwound himself and walked over as the 2 knots plopped out of me. With one already halfway draining himself into me, and now the second working himself up to slipping his knot into me, I did not want to still be stroking off these 2 unnecessarily. Face fucker has started growing his knot, so no longer was his nuts smacking into my face, and I was waiting for the moment in which my poor battered cervix was going to get its umpteenth skewering.
