Deacon growled as he shot his cum deep, deep inside me. My father went behind me. xnx “Yes” I replied “But Mother, will I always be the lowest ranked dog in this pack”? “Do we spare him or kill him”? If I could get to the river I would have a chance, albeit a slim one, of making my escape. What I did feel to my great surprise, was my own penis growing and precum oozing from my slit. “OK Pup you live, this time. I’ll deal with you later”. When he had finished, he collapsed on top of me. Why me? I cowered before them, shivering uncontrollably, my head lowered to the ground, a low whimper escaping from my throat. Deacon, the third in line, stood to his right and my father, who was fourth in line, to his left. “He’s mine first.”
Jackal stood
