deep in the woods a ululation could be heard ... `` Dammit, bull. '' Claire Windblum muttered to herself. She was only on the kickoff origin and already she had author block. `` Oh well, they say this happens to the best. '' Claire was a charwoman in her early 1940s. She was a writer of sorts. Being known for making kid 's stories. She wanted to do something else though. Something more titillating. Being her age she did her honest to hold on in contour. It showed. Men, and adult female a comparable would stop and stare are her when she walked down the route to the local shop class. Her dead body was toned and firm. Her breasts were chirpy and fine. Not the big but she knew how to flash them. Her ass was her best characteristic. Perfectly rounded.

Her long red pilus hung over her shoulders and covered her eyes. She stood up from where she was sitting. Grabbing her coffee she went to the window looking down on the city street. She had to get out of there if she was going to pen her write up. 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 little bull. '' She said walking over and giving him a hug. He was at the ripe age of fifteen. He was also in upright configuration. Semi-long brown hair. Any Loretta Young girl would probably be pleased with him. `` So my boy. What do you say to a little camping 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. `` Well I 'm not getting anywhere with this new story. It 's set in the woods, so why not go there to indite it ? ''

It was the day of the camping head trip and everything was going without a check. They arrived at the cabin Claire rented in only a few hours drive. The blank space was beautiful, magically surrounded by the trees and wild life. `` Oh my. '' Claire muttered as she pulled up. Gabe was getting excited as well. The put down there things and went inside. It was non-white, and quite, just what they needed. `` Alright mom, I 'm going to go notice my room. '' Gabe went down the 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 stale and decrepit. She loved it. She knew she would get some real study done here, but kickoff it was time for dinner party. After about a half hr the two were sitting at an old wooden tabular array making little talk. Claire was smiling and enjoying herself. She could n't facilitate but notice that Gabe was staring at her every meter 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 flattered and flirty. After a spell Gabe cleaned up and went to his way, and Claire set up to get some writing done. She had her coffee, and a snack. Before she knew it she had at least six chapters done. It was a story of a girl lost in the Mrs. Henry 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 girlfriend. Her screams muffled by his snarls. His hot savage rooster dangling between his legs. He was ripping her clothes off and forcing himself on her, she tried to defend but could n't overpower the beast. He forced his cock into the missy back talk making her gag on it. He thrust and howl as her vociferation went unheard. The giant could feel his climax coming he let his seed shoot into her lip.

The young lady cried and choked as she swallowed it all. The monster was n't done. He turned the girl over her ass in the air as he gave it a few slug. His tongue sliding up and down the girls crack before placing his dick at her entrance. With one fell pounce his turncock was all the way in the lady friend tight little ass hole. He was thrusting wildly and the girl was screaming crying for anyone who could learn. There was no one. The Friedrich August Wolf was almost at his limit again as he pushed into her. His international nautical mile forcing its way into her tiny yap.

Claire snapped out of it. She was so into it she did n't realize that she had her boob hanging out and her hand playing lightly with her clitoris. She saved her workplace and ran to her room. Making quite a bit of noise. Soon she was naked, on her bed with her finger working into her puss. She was grunting and groaning. Imagining the monster forcing it 's self on her. She was tweaking her mammilla and pounding herself intemperately then she ever had. She was about to cum when her door squeaked. She looked over out of the corner of her eye to see Gabe beating himself hard. He was on his knees 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 tum. Her ass in the air. As she continued to play her burning at the stake soaked pussy.

'' Oh Gabe ! Oh hunny cum in ma ! '' She was shouting. Gabe was shocked. He did n't know what to do. His cock was still rock hard. He watched her and decided. He quickly went in to the 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 girl from the floor. 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 cock was twitching. She took no time in taking it in her mouthpiece. She sucked and slurped. Licking the head, sucking and spitting on his shaft. She sucked on his balls like a baby sucking for Milk River. She forced him to turn around and get on his knee joint. `` M-Mom what are you doin -- '' He could n't stop. Claire was licking his ass forcing her tongue into his yap. She licked late and gab groan were flashy. He was pushing against her cheek. She grabbed his cock and jerked him while she was tongue deep in his ass. Everything on Gabe was smooth and hairless making his mother even more sprain on. `` I-I 'm CU -- '' Again he could n't stop as he tensed up and shot his onus on the bed. His mother growled in choler. She wanted it. She was becoming Thomas More wild.

'' EAT IT ! EAT MOMMY 'S CUNT ! '' She was screaming almost howling. She she burred her pussy on her sons typeface. He was lapping and licking. She would never give this up. He was now her little cub. She had to ca-ca it official. She tensed up and let him lap at his own yard. `` Here comes mommy 's love. '' She said as a strong watercourse of water guess out of her snatch and into Gabes sassing. 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 relieve oneself coat his cock, and soak the bed.
When she was done she grabbed his rooster and forced herself down on it. Howling out as she fucked her son. Her cub. She clawed at his chest of drawers, as he grabbed her hips. She moved herself faster on his cock whimpering and crying out. She was going to cum. Gabe started to fuck his mother fast and hard. He too was overcome by the champion. He screamed out with his mother as they came together. She fell on him and kissed him deeply tasting her twat, and urine. He whimpered slightly kissing her cover. The snuggled together for a patch. caressing 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 60 minutes later. Just looking at each early. Claire cooed her cub, and he moaned playfully.
Where the two man lay were now two wolves. They licked and sucked each early, and fucked for hr. Howling and fighting they were pawing at each early and playing. Claire hang over as he cub climbed on top of her. His hot masher cock pushed into her beast puss. After a few fast thrusts he knotted in her. Letting his germ coat her insides. They did this for days until they found a way out of the cabin. Off into the timber they went. Never to be seen again.
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Emmett Kelly sat at her computing machine. As she typed the cobbler's last words. well-chosen with her story. She smiled and pet her dog. Thinking if she can write it she might as well try it. After sending the tale to her publisher she went off to bed. Taking her faithful friend with her .