Can I say that it was slightly weirder watching grandpa getting his knob polished by Brenda than when he was fucking as a wolf. This was more easily recognized as my grandfather in his human form. Watching his face nestled between those cheerleading thighs was kind of odd as well. When Conor mounted Brenda, watching his furry balls bouncing off grandpa's forehead was a whole new brand of twisted. I was still in awe of how casually wolves treated sex. It didn't seem to bother Gerhard a bit. My dad would be having a cow.

Conor orgasmed, and Brenda took another dose of wolf cum. He remained knotted for a...