Chapter 55

Eric followed Gerhard, and Gretchen enjoyed his fucking too. He wasn’t quite as big, so it was easier to take the second time around. Ingrid licked her pussy once again when Eric finished, but she gave Gretchen another orgasm this time around, to gather any more semen that spilled out as her pussy clenched in pleasure.

Gretchen didn’t bother getting dressed for lunch. Nor did anyone else. The males mostly remained as wolves, and were fed their meat on the floor. My grandfather was the exception. I don’t know why he was doing it that way, if he thought it would make Gretchen more comfortable. For her not to have to face human erections sprouting from male crotches, as opposed to big wolves running around with rampant pricks. They were too well behaved to hump your leg, though.

As we ate, I asked Gretchen if she’d like to try something different for her afternoon breeding.

“What are you thinking?” she asked.

“Perhaps you could get into a sixty-nine with one of