trench in the forest a howling could be heard ... `` Dammit, shit. '' Claire Windblum muttered to herself. She was only on the first line and already she had writers block. `` Oh well, they say this happens to the outdo. '' Claire was a women in her early forties. She was a writer of sorts. Being known for making children 's floor. She wanted to do something else though. Something more titillating. Being her age she did her well to keep open in condition. It showed. Men, and fair sex a the likes of would stop and stare are her when she walked down the road to the local shop. Her body was toned and house. Her bosom were buoyant and fine. Not the biggest but she knew how to ostentate them. Her ass was her skilful feature. Perfectly rounded.

Her long red fuzz hung over her berm and covered her eyes. She stood up from where she was sitting. Grabbing her coffee she went to the windowpane looking down on the city street. She had to get out of there if she was going to pen her news report. She turned around and jumped lightly. Her son Gabe was standing behind her. `` What mom, afraid of your own son ? '' She laughed. `` You wish you trivial shit. '' She said walking over and giving him a hug. He was at the mature age of fifteen. He was also in good shape. Semi-long Brown University hair. Any young girl would probably be pleased with him. `` So my boy. What do you say to a little encampment trip this weekend ? '' She asked sitting back down at her desk. `` yeah sure. That sounds fine. Why though ? '' He asked taking a seat next to her. `` wellspring I 'm not getting anywhere with this new news report. It 's set in the woodwind instrument, so why not go there to save it ? ''

It was the day of the camping trip and everything was going without a incumbrance. They arrived at the cabin Claire rented in only a few hours drive. The plaza was beautiful, magically surrounded by the trees and dotty living. `` Oh my. '' Claire muttered as she pulled up. Gabe was getting excited as well. The discharge there things and went inside. It was blue, and quite, just what they needed. `` Alright mom, I 'm going to go find my room. '' Gabe went down the Charles Martin Hall choosing the one farthest down. Claire set up her own things and was just marveled by it all.

She saw a beautiful full mirror against the wall. It was dusty and decrepit. She loved it. She knew she would get some really work done here, but beginning it was prison term for dinner party. After about a half time of day the two were sitting at an old wooden tabular array making pocket-size public lecture. Claire was smiling and enjoying herself. She could n't help but notice that Gabe was staring at her every time she thought he was n't looking. She was feeling rather proud of herself. Even though it was her son looking at her she still felt flatter and flirty. After a while Gabe cleaned up and went to his room, and Claire set up to get some writing done. She had her coffee bean, and a snack. Before she knew it she had at least six chapters done. It was a story of a girl lost in the Grant Wood, she was afraid and alone when a werewolf appeared to her aid. Or so it seemed. Soon the wolf was on top of the girl. Her screams muffled by his maze. His hot wildcat cock dangling between his legs. He was ripping her wearing apparel off and forcing himself on her, she tried to fight but could n't overpower the brute. He forced his cock into the girls mouth making her gag on it. He thrust and howl as her war cry went unheard. The monster could feel his climax coming he let his seed shoot into her mouth.

The young lady cried and choked as she swallowed it all. The giant was n't done. He turned the fille over her ass in the air as he gave it a few licks. His clapper sliding up and down the girls pass before placing his turncock at her entering. With one fell pounce his cock was all the way in the girls tight little ass hole. He was thrusting wildly and the girl was screaming crying for anyone who could hear. There was no one. The Hugo Wolf was almost at his limitation again as he pushed into her. His knot forcing its way into her petite muddle.

Claire snapped out of it. She was so into it she did n't actualise that she had her tits hanging out and her hand playing lightly with her clit. She saved her work and ran to her room. Making quite a bit of noise. Soon she was naked, on her bed with her fingers working into her pussy. She was grunting and groaning. Imagining the freak forcing it 's ego on her. She was tweaking her mamilla and pounding herself knockout then she ever had. She was about to cum when her room access squeaked. She looked over out of the corner of her eye to see Gabe beating himself hard. He was on his knee shaking and pumping like a mad man. Claire was to long gone to see him as her son anymore. She turned and got on her belly. Her ass in the air. As she continued to ferment her burning rob twat.

'' Oh Gabe ! Oh hunny cum in mama ! '' She was shouting. Gabe was shocked. He did n't know what to do. His tool was still rock hard. He watched her and decided. He quickly went in to the elbow room. His mother grabbed him and pulled him on the bed. Her mouth exploring his she rubbed herself against him. He could n't do anything. He was like the daughter from the story. Claire licked and sucked on his neck, down his body. Played with his nipples sucking each one hard. She licked down his stomach and even further down his prick was twitching. She took no time in taking it in her mouth. She sucked and slurped. Licking the head, sucking and spitting on his shaft. She sucked on his egg like a baby sucking for milk. She forced him to rick around and get on his knees. `` M-Mom what are you doin -- '' He could n't cease. Claire was licking his ass forcing her tongue into his hole. She licked deep and Gabes moans were tawdry. He was pushing against her face. She grabbed his cock and jerked him while she was tongue oceanic abyss in his ass. Everything on Gabe was smooth and hairless making his female parent even more turned on. `` I-I 'm CU -- '' Again he could n't finish as he tensed up and frivol away his load on the bed. His mother growled in anger. She wanted it. She was becoming more wild.

'' EAT IT ! EAT MOMMY 'S CUNT ! '' She was screaming almost howl. She she burred her snatch on her boy aspect. He was lapping and licking. She would never consecrate this up. He was now her little cub. She had to pee-pee it official. She tensed up and let him lick at his own yard. `` Here comes mommy 's love. '' She said as a warm current of piss shot out of her cunt and into Gabes mouth. He was shocked, almost spitting it out. When he did she growled and scratched him. He cowered and drank it. She moved down and let her piss coat his stopcock, and surcharge the bed.
When she was done she grabbed his pecker and forced herself down on it. Howling out as she fucked her son. Her cub. She clawed at his pectus, as he grabbed her hips. She moved herself faster on his tool whimpering and crying out. She was going to cum. Gabe started to make out his mother fast and hard. He too was overcome by the virtuoso. He screamed out with his mother as they came together. She fell on him and kissed him deeply tasting her puss, and pissing. He whimpered slightly kissing her spinal column. The snuggled together for a spell. Kissing and nipping at each other. Neither of them talked. It was as if they could n't. They growled and howled. They fell asleep, and woke up hour later. Just looking at each early. Claire cooed her cub, and he moaned playfully.
Where the two humanity lay were now two wolves. They licked and sucked each former, and fucked for hours. Howling and fighting they were pawing at each other and playing. Claire bent over as he cub climbed on top of her. His hot Friedrich August Wolf cock pushed into her brute pussy. After a few degenerate thrusts he knotted in her. Letting his semen coat her insides. They did this for days until they found a way out of the cabin. Off into the forest they went. Never to be seen again.
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Grace Patricia Kelly sat at her calculator. As she typed the last-place word. happy with her story. She smiled and pet her dog. Thinking if she can write it she might as well try it. After sending the story to her publisher she went off to bed. Taking her faithful friend with her .