I fidgeted in the clinic for half an hour, but Lydia still didn't come back. I couldn't wait any longer. I pushed the door open. The streets outside were empty. Only the street lamp at the intersection stood there alone, motionless, and there was no one around. The horror stories I had heard in the past also emerged in my mind one after another, which could not help but make me feel creepy. But thinking of Lydia, I still summoned up my courage and rushed out.I wandered the streets, eager for the patrol to appear immediately. But I searched outside for more than ten minutes, and I couldn't find the patrol. I was so worried that I decided to go directly to the command to find Pearl and Sanford for help.In my anxiety, I turned the wrong corner at the intersection. When I realized that I was going the wrong way, I found myself in a very remote place, and the forest was ahead. There were no houses nearby, and the forest not far away looked gloomy. The night wind blew through

I felt a pain in the neck and opened my eyes. I found myself lying on the bed in a strange room. This was not a dungeon, but a very ordinary room. But my ankle was chained, and the other end of the chain was nailed to the wall. I could move within one meter around the bed. I felt very upset and felt a stream of hot air flowing through my body. I pulled my collar and took a deep breath.When I thought of what happened before I was knocked unconscious, I was very worried. I must tell Pearl and Sanford about the spies as soon as possible so that those rogues couldn't succeed in their plot. I shouted as hard as I could, but no one paid attention to me. I thought for a moment, picked the cup by the bedside, and threw it on the door. This time, the room door opened. A young soldier came in. He frowned, looked at me angrily, and scolded, "What do you want to do?"I pursed my lips and said, "I want to see Sanford and Pearl! I have something urgent to tell them!"The young man

After Judd left, I have been thinking about what he said before he left. So, Judd meant that everyone except him, Pearl, Sanford and Dunn was not completely credible!The thought that one of my new friends was a spy who had been lurking in the Stone Pack for many years made me feel very sad. Although I have known them for a short time, I could also see how sincere their friendship was. So, could years of tacit understanding and care be fake? How sad Sanford and Pearl should be when they knew this news!Soon, footsteps came from the door, and the door was opened again. I looked up at the door and saw Lydia coming in. She looked at me with a guilty face and said, "I heard that from the guard at the door. I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I went back to my home last night to get something and looked for it for a long time. I didn't expect you to go back to the clinic last night, so I didn't leave a message for you, which made you misunderstand. If you didn't go out to look for me

Sanford explained the current situation in a concise and comprehensive way on the phone, and his words knocked me down like a rogue wave. The signs of the invasion of rogues appeared in the Stone Pack. Tracy was suspected to be a spy and involved in a homicide case. To make matters worse, Tracy seemed to be drugged and suddenly went into heat. The doctor said that her current mental state was very unstable and she needed her mate to mark her and help her stabilize her mind. Otherwise, even if she could survive, she would be a raving lunatic.How could such a thing happen at this juncture? I clenched my fist and slammed it on the table. I took a deep breath and made a decision. I took out my mobile phone and quickly sent a message to Otto. After arranging things, I pushed the door open and headed for the Stone Pack.During this period, my physical strength, sense of smell, hearing, speed, and other aspects improved significantly. It only took me half an hour to get to the S

I used my fingers to start pulling and inserting in Tracy's pussy. Her moan became louder and louder, and she gasped, "No! Stop! It's so uncomfortable! Go out! Take out your fingers!" Her eyes were filled with tears, but her body was unconsciously catering to my pulling and inserting. I kneaded her pink nipples, and her nipples stood up like red cherries, waiting for me to pick them. I bit her nipples at once. Maybe it was my stubble that stung her. Her nipples wobbled. She covered her mouth but still groaned. I thought it was time to insert my dick into her vagina at once. Her vagina was tight, just like a virgin's. Tracy's face turned pale and tears flow down her cheeks. She cried out painfully, "Get out! It hurts!" I knew I was foolhardy. After all, her sexual experience was not much, and it has been half a month since I last entered her vagina. Her vagina couldn't adapt to my size for a while. Hearing her scream, I was shocked. Could it be that her vaginal orifice was torn? I quick