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Jenny and Mark pulled the moving truck to a stop in front of their new home. It was a pale yellow 2 story house, in a suburban area, where all the houses looked the same in different colors. The area was perfect for the newlyweds, who were trying to start a family. Jenny came from a rich family and her Daddy paid for the house. She was so ecstatic that at 23 she had a Bachelor's in Sociology, a perfect husband and their own home all debt free. Jenny wasn't your typical beauty queen. At 5'3 she was a small little package. Her slender body had very little curves. But her proportioned body drew the eyes of many. Of course the red tank top stretched over her 32b tits, and the short Jean skirt helped a little too. Jenny's husband was a nice treat as well. With his slicked back dark black hair, and his broad chin he could have had any girl. Of course as the star QB in a football town, he did have many. Jenny met him in college and never got to see that side of him. She met

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One Flesh

февраля 25, 2021

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Joining the Pack Ch. 01

февраля 26, 2021

Kaev could smell her. He almost couldn't believe he was this close. It seemed impossible. For nearly twenty years he'd followed lead after lead. Hunted through these foreign forests and valleys and finally he could smell her. It was real. SHE was real. As he stalked closer the scent grew stronger, threatened to overwhelm him. Though now it mixed with that dull odor of humans. He crouched at the edge of the trees and watched the small village. Less than fifty humans scrapping out a life with their little fields, their herds of frantic goats. He smirked. He saw the humans just as they saw their own livestock. He could still smell her, but hadn't spotted her yet. Somewhere she moved within this village. A breeze tickled his nose and his head snapped to the field on the far side of the village. There. He moved silently through the trees, circling the village until he had a clear view of the field. He knew her instantly. How could he not? She was his. How could she not see how

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