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“There is much for you to learn, cub,” she rumbled in my face. Curiously, I was unaware of her sex centred upon my stomach this time, for her visage morphed into a snout, fangs abruptly appeared as her jaws opened and she leaned in until my nose was practically down her throat; her breath was humid, smelled of iron and cheap wine. Suddenly, I was sweating more profusely; nonetheless, I sought to fight back. It was a mistake, of course; I was not yet as strong as the rest of the Circle each on their own, let alone against three of them, as Farkas and Vilkas, along with Aela, sought to put me in my place. For, just as did their fully lupine cousins, werewolves had a strict social hierarchy, and if I had had any illusions that Kodlak Whitemane was solely in charge of the Companions, I now knew whom the dominant female of the pack, and likely leader, was. Furthermore, if I had thought that sex alone with Aela was incomparable, I was completely unprepared for the ‘lesson’ the twin brothers and the Huntress gave me. I have no doubt that, at certain times during our tryst, we were in beast form, at other times human – perhaps even, yes, both at once. Yet, it is not tits coyness that compels me to spare my audience the prurient details; I simply do not remember them clearly, and thus I would deign not make up lies or exaggerate – although, judging later from my sheer exhaustion and sense of gratification, embellishment would not be possible. In any event, I will have another chance later in my tale to describe such an encounter that turned out even better. As I prepared to leave Whiterun sometime anon, intending to return to Vilja and Lydia, Kodlak Whitemane intercepted me halfway down the long staircase into Whiterun proper from the main doors to Jorrvaskr. “I would have a word with you, lass.” Out of breath, the old Nord seemed anxious. “What is it, old man?” I did not dislike the Harbinger, but he had recently lectured me regarding Aela’s and my attempts to wipe out the Silver Hand, the beast hunter group that was dedicated to killing werewolves, ostensibly for slaying one of our number, Skjor. We had met with some success, even despatching their supposed leader, yet Kodlak believed that we had gone too far, that it would only result in escalating busty reprisals. Further, I shared Aela’s and the others’ disdain for amateur his desire to ‘cure’ himself. He had told me on more than one occasion that, with blood of the beast in him, he doubted he could go to his Nordic afterlife of feasting in the halls of Sovngarde with his gods and ancestors, instead of having his soul claimed by Hircine, the god of shape changers and hunters. In fact, Kodlak had already tried to enlist me in removing the curse by seeking the coven of witches that had supposedly laid it upon the Companions some 200 years ago. I had told him I would think about it, although, at the time, I did not intend to do so. “I wonder if you have thought about my… appeal.” I was about to answer ‘No’, but something changed my word. “Yes.” He looked at me expectantly. “I… have thought about it. I must think on it further.” “It is just that I feel… time passing, and I wish to go to Sovngarde.” “I heard you the first time, old—Harbinger.” I looked into his rheumy grey eyes, wrinkled, sad white-bearded face. He seemed about to say something else, but only managed, “Talos guide you, lass.” I resumed my rapid descent down the steps, wondering how old one must be to cease appreciating the benefits of being a werewolf. After all, here I was, in full, heavy armour, well-nigh prancing down a long flight of stairs, yet still breathing evenly, even after a full night of—. All at once, it occurred to me that the question might just have been answered; I did not have to look to know that Kodlak laboured back up whence we had both just come. It was only then that I realised I had not clarified Aela’s admonishment not to have sex with humans – other humans. Nonetheless, I would soon discover the reasons myself, as my choices became ever clearer. X Vengeance Kodlak Whitemane was dead. The Silver Hand audaciously attacked Jorrvaskr, and slew him. Some escaped, and they stole the fragments of Wuuthrad, Ysgramor’s battle-axe – Ysgramor, of course, being the founder of the Companions Hardcore many Big Boobs centuries ago. Heartsick that I was not there to help defend my shield brothers and sisters, we determined that we would take revenge on them; storm their own stronghold, wipe them out, and recover the pieces of Wuuthrad. Vilkas and I accepted the charge, and I decided it was not the best idea to bring my other friends, thus I left Vilja and Lydia behind in my Whiterun house, Breezehome. I watched this big black guy trying to fuck her ass, she screamed "no," but Angie had left some lube and the guy was determined, but with his huge, well wide if short, prick he couldn't get it in, he just took her from behind in the end. “ yea no problem mom” I begin to walk Into the living room were I see my younger sister Ashley walk in with Jessica bit of them are the same age and just finished high school they look so similar at times that sometimes they ask them if they’re twins, Jessica was wearing yoga pants that really showed of her small cute bubble butt she had the smaller ass out of everyone but it was cute and round for me, her long curly brown hair went down to the middle of her back she had an amazing smile and and 36B busty sizes breast that i always imagined myself sucking, like my mom she had the perfect cream white smooth skin ,when we tits were younger I always had a crush on Jessica as we were always playing together until I got to busy with homework and weightlifting and couldn’t spend much time with her I forgot how attractive I found her, and in the other hand my Big Boobs sister was was a a bit darker with her caramel toned skin from tanning also with the long curly hair except my sister was blonde blue eyes every guys fream standing there with also 36B breast and a perfect little peach ass they were both beginning to make me even harder Ok we are heading to Boca now. He put his hand in the small of her back and pushed her through the door, and amateur she took wooden steps beside him as they Hardcore went down the hall to the stairs. It was the first time I'd used the spying function. “Thank you so much.” She told us it was a big farm house, and the man who hired her told her to get down on all four’s then he felt her lips and anus, putting his fingers into her, she was told she was not to stand unless he told her to. At last, as their final orgasms were unleashed, the lovers disentangled themselves from each other. It did not take very long for the old Lord’s thrusting to speed up suddenly, and before he knew it, Lord Remington had reached orgasm. Antoine let out an embarrassed laugh, trying his best to act like nothing was wrong. As began to kiss me, I could feel my lips kissing him back, it seems he can control me through his actions as well as his words.