Watching Tracy shivering and shaking her head in the corner, I pulled her back to me. She screamed in a soft voice. I bent down, looked into her eyes, and said coldly, "Shut up, if you don't listen to me, you will suffer more!"After hearing the crack of the belt, Tracy was scared. She shook her lips, blushed, panted, and slowly opened her slender white legs. As her legs slowly opened, I saw that the water in her vagina began to flow out gradually, which was very erotic. Tracy opened her legs to the M shape, and I smiled with satisfaction.I picked up the belt and immediately whipped it to Tracy's pussy. Tracy was so scared that she cried out! The belt hit on her sensitive pussy. Her vulva began to shrink and open due to stimulation, which was like a hungry mouth opening and closing. Her clitoris was stimulated by whipping and began to secrete water more quickly.As I whipped the belt to hit her pussy, again and again, Tracy's screams changed from fear to enjoyment. S

When my dick entered her pussy, Tracy and I both gave a sigh of satisfaction. I patted her ass while I fucked her, saying, "Honey, your pussy is too tight to eat my dick in the wolf form. Don't worry, you will get it next time.""Ah... ha... no, no!" Tracy trembled at the corners of her mouth and began to cry. Her hoarse low sobs and groans mixed together, which made me faster and faster.While sighing at the warmth and tightness of Tracy's pussy, I lowered my head to lick her red and swollen tits on her undulating boobs, gently biting them with my fangs, making her boobs sticky and wet.Soon, Tracy climaxed again.I didn’t continue thrusting, but drew my nose up the side of her neck and breathed unevenly in her ear."Tracy," I said breathlessly. "I've been waiting so long."In one moment, I laced my hand through her hair, pulled her head to the side, and grazed my teeth against her collarbone."I love the way you react to me, my dear Tracy."

Tracy's POVWhen I woke up, I didn't even want to open my eyes. It was like a nightmare. Although I went into heat yesterday, my consciousness was clear. When Osborn appeared, how he played with me, and how I humbly courted him and begged him to mark me, I remember everything clearly. I reached out and touched the skin on the back of my neck as if I could feel the pain caused by his teeth penetrating my skin. What made me miserable was not only the marks of my blood brother but also the deception from my friends.Why was Osborn here yesterday? Why did I spend my first oestrus so easily last time? Why are there traces left by the use of the medicament to eliminate the scent in the room? I was so stupid that I thought it was a dream. I smiled bitterly and tears welled up from my eyes.So was this all fake? Friends were fake, their concern was fake, and starting a new life was fake. Were they all acting together with Osborn? Yeah, how could excellent people like them rea

I couldn't believe my ears.I stared blankly at Pearl. "What?" Pearl nodded and said, "We need your help."She pointed to the plate of pasta on the table and said, "You can have lunch first. We'll talk more about it later."My mind went blank. What did they need me to do? I mechanically picked up my fork and spoon and finished the lunch.Putting down the tableware in my hand, I looked at Pearl sitting beside me and said, "What can I do for you?"Pearl said in a serious face, "Lydia has only said one word since she was caught. She wants to see you. She said that only after seeing you did she cooperate with us to tell us what she knew.'""Lydia asked to see me? Why?" I was surprised."That's right. Although we don't understand the reason, she does request to meet you alone."Pearl paused and said, "You can think about it first and give me your answer when you have decided."With that, she took the cutlery an

I was a bit angry with Lydia's father. He might be a good husband, but by no means a good father! Even if he was determined to die for love, why couldn't he entrust his daughter to someone trustworthy before choosing to commit suicide? How could he ignore his 5-year-old daughter?Her voice was cold. "After witnessing the tragedy with my own eyes, I became reticent. The adults in the welfare home didn't like the gloomy me, and the other children in the welfare home also isolated me and bullied me. Therefore, I secretly escaped. I still remember the family my father once said, and I wanted to find them."She seemed to recall her past and said, "But what can a 5-year-old child do? I searched many places, but I couldn't find the hometown my father said. Finally, I was adopted by a kind-hearted person. My foster father found that I was very talented in medicine, and he vigorously cultivated me in this field.""At the age of fifteen, I finally arrived at my fathe