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"Well aren't you just the cutest little thing?" He said, then put the stogie back in his mouth to give it a good drag. Leaving it in his mouth he breathed out a cloud of smoke and lifted the young vixen's skirt up and over her fine behind. She was an awfully cute little thing that was now presently bent over the back of his built-in couch in the side of his trailer. He had her put her knees up on the cushions so she was right at the perfect 'her ass to his crotch' height.

Dressed nice, too. Just like some daddy's pure hearted little angel. White skirt and stockings with a pair of shiny black ladies sandals. Her top was an easy access black blouse, too. Minimum number of buttons and the top two were already undone to throw out a little bit of cleavage from between the cups of her push up bra. A awfully nice little angel wearing too much white. He thought she'd look more appropriate in an all black get-up, but maybe if he ever had her for seconds he could arrange such an outfit to bless the floor of his trailer.

"P-please, I can't take to-oo long, ok?" She whimpered. He squeezed one of her ass cheeks hard and let go. Her tight ass shook just a little and he grinned. The girl had a damn fine ass. Not the biggest, but had a gorgeous shape and was fit as fuck. Shame it was going to waste on some other fuck who wasn't even old enough to toss back a legal Miller.

"Shut it. I'm paying you good money to take good dick. If you're late you're late." He told her and took another drag, but slower. While he burnt the stogie down the young girl whined again and started pouting at him.

"Hey, I really d-don't want to get-"

"I said shut it." He silenced her and breathed out while making sure the smoke blew over her until she started coughing. The teenager was barely legal just like in the pornos. Short compared to his stocky wolf frame and awfully petite. The only real meat she had on her body was on her chest and ass, which was pretty perfect. She was probably a cheerleader in high school, or at least had the body for it.

Bitch was keeping her mouth shut now. The vixen was too needy to know good deeds from bad it looked like. Considering she's turned to whoring, at least. She was so hard up for money he could spot the desperation a mile a way. Like blood in the water he was instinctively drawn to her with a hungry welling up in his groin. It was good timing, too, since he was in dire need of a decent lay.

It was about her boyfriend turning 21 apparently. The little thing sure did mean to buy him a nice gift if she was willing to get bent over in some asshole's trailer in the rough part of town. She was young and hot so when she tossed out that she'd do something for him for two hundred he leapt at the chance. He had that much and more saved up for those special occasions where you really need to drop dough. Usually he spent it on booze or weed, but if the woman was smoking enough he'd do that, too.

"You never whored out before, have ya?" He asked and tapped his stogie over on the ashtray. He'd pushed her over the couch right next to the arm rest so he'd have his ashtray handy along with a spare stogie to light up if he felt like having it. His current was just about out.

"N-no..." The vixen whispered. He could hear the regret in her voice, but it was too late for that now. He had her skirt bunched up over her ass and her thong was on display. It was a nice red lace thing.

"You been fucking your boy-o?" He asked her. He didn't really care one way or the other if she was, but there was a piece of him that loved knowing what he had to give her was better than what she was getting from someone else. He enjoyed feeling smug from time to time. She hesitated, and he noticed she seemed unwilling to answer.

"Well?" He said and swatted her on her soft behind just hard enough to make her jerk and gasp. She glared at him over her shoulder and rose up on arms before he grabbed her from behind by the shoulder and shoved her back down until her cheek was pressed to the cheap wall of the trailer and her collarbone was against the back of the couch.

"Hey!" She shouted and he kept her grip firm and with a single harsh growl she shut herself up quick. Her eyes were telling him a lot of things. The vixen was afraid she'd bitten off way more than she could chew, but he wasn't a villain.

"You want me to pay you the 200, dont you?" He asked her gruffly. She swallowed and squirmed under the hand over her shoulder. A moment passed by slowly, and then another. The vixen visibly swallowed and second time and her eyes darted low and gazed absently at the ashtray. Yeah, she wanted the 200 dollars. They all wanted the money at the end of the day.

"Right?" He asked and squeezed her shoulder. She nodded. "Then you're going to let me fuck you, and you're going to be nice and obedient while I get it done. I might even pay you extra if I'm happy with how you did."

That little trick always seemed to work for him. Toss out an offer to pay more. Her ears flicked ever so slightly when she heard the words 'pay' and 'extra'. She may not even have noticed it herself, but the wolf sure as fuck did. He smiled down at her, but she wasn't looking up at him. Her eyes were still trained on the contents of his ashtray like it was something important.

"O-ok." She said with a low voice and nodded. Her petite body wasn't fighting him, but she did squirm to make herself more comfortable, and so he eased up on her shoulder and let go. He enjoyed having both hands available rather than occupying one or both of them to keep an uppity bitch in her place.

"So you been fucking your boyfriend, honey?" He asked her. She was hesitating again while he took what would be the final drag on his cigar. She finally answered as he exhaled the smoke into the air in front of him patiently.

"Yeah. We have sex." She told him. No real feeling in her voice. He twisted the stogie into the tray and picked up the fresh one from the arm rest.

"How big is his cock? He a canine?" He asked him. Now, this was somewhat useful information to know, and sometimes fun to know. Useful because it let him know ahead of time how much fight he was in for to knot his bitch, and fun because... well it always felt good knowing he had more to give than the other fucker did.

"I-I don't know. Maybe normal?" She actually answered as he lit up the cigar and pocketed his light. "And yeah. He's a collie."

The wolf was definitely more hung than her young something of a boyfriend. He'd never met a domestic that had more than he did. That was the perk of being a wild breed like himself. Hell, for being such pussies like they often turned out to be, even foxes tended to have a little more than average by his own anecdotal evidence. The wolf had cucked a few in his youth.

"I think we're going to have a lot of fun, honey." He told her and took his first drag on the cigar. She didn't look convinced. He pinched the stogie between his lips and took the time to undo himself and pull his cock out. He was already out of his sheath and growing to a full erection. He had plenty of length and girth to go around. The only good thing her boyfriend would have had going for him was that he'd have a knot. That knot would make it a little easier on the wolf to get his cock in her. She'd be somewhat used to a lot of girth already. It wouldn't be enough though. He eyed his swelling prick and then took a gander at her thong clad cunt. Yeah, she wouldn't quite be ready.

He reached down and drug two fingers from her clit to the end of her pussy. The vixen pulled her knees together under her and she bit her lip nervously. "I wonder how tight you are?"

She didn't reply. The vixen kept lip between her teeth and she refused to look his way. The wolf grabbed the sides of her thong and slipped it over and down her ass. By the look her tail she was getting mighty nervous the closer he got to plugging her hole with dick.

And he was now stiff as a brick. A whole lot of blood was keeping him fiercely erect. All those days of not getting any was making his cock angry and eager. Without any warning or consideration he aimed his pole and pushed it right at her opening.

Her body tightened up from head to toe and she finally made a new noise. The vixen's gasp was quickly followed by her eyes moving back over her shoulder to look at him. His cock would have been hidden from by her lovely ass so she didn't know how much was being aimed at her pussy.

The wolf watched her intently as he slowly pushed himself in her. Her eyes went wider, and her mouth hung slightly open for a bit. The vixen suddenly looked down nervously as his cock head entered her completely and his shaft started to follow it. Her open mouth couldn't stay silent and she was breathing harder, nervous energy escaping with every breath she took, until she could no longer tolerate listening to her own panting and returned to biting her lip.

Her breathing came and went through her nose audibly as her eyes frantically searched for something to look at to distract herself with until she gave it up. He watched her shut her eyes and tighten the hold she held to her lower lip. The wolf glanced down at his dick slipping slowly inside her and knew he was already putting in a 'normal', as she put it, amount of cock. He had inches more to give her and the wolf kept on pushing until the little vixen was breathing so hard out of her nose she was almost snorting.

Her hands were clenched tight to the back of the couch as she took his dick like a champ. To be honest he was expecting her to be fighting him about it now, but maybe she was a good girl at heart and took her lumps when she knew she deserved it. Her first lump came into the form of his swelling knot as it bumped against her pussy lips. He pushed against her again and made sure she could really feel that hard growing knob rub against her opening.

"Atta girl. Taking my dick real good." He said and held himself still inside her. The wolf was stuffed deep into a very tight cunt, and he wanted to savor that initial tightness before he fucked her loose. Taking a slow drag on the cigar he watched as the younger vixen struggled to recovery herself.

He watched her let go of her lip and exhale hard and breath through her mouth. It looked to him like she was trying to gather up the stuff to speak. She had her eyes open now, btu she looked like she couldn't decide if she was brave enough to look him in the eye.

"P-please." She said, then stopped to swallow and pant. The vixen was really having a hard time of it with so much wolf dick in her snatch.

"Yes, honey?" He patiently asked her. Keeping up the appearance of giving some kind of shit about what she wanted or was thinking.

"Y-you, you're really big, s-sir-" She began nervously. He could detect a vein of panic in her voice. Oh, it wasn't the first time he made a bitch worried about her safety.

"Yeah, and?" He cut her off and her ears dropped. She finally looked at him pitifully, like she was hoping to plead with him. She wet her lips with her tongue in between her labored breathing.

"C-can you be, be um, gent-" He cut her off with a harsh barking laugh that was a little forced, and then caught his stogie between his middle and index finger. Her ears folded way back and she watched him tap his cigar on the ashtray.

"Slut, you can feel how big my cock is." Her expression flinched at the use of 'slut'. Pure girl indeed. The vixen had never been called a slut before he suspected. "Do you really think you're the first bitch I've had to stretch around my dick?"

She didn't had a reply prepared and instead hesitated and returned to biting her lip while her brain struggled to form a reply. He stopped her by continuing.

"Honey, dear, I'm going to fuck you stupid with my big dick." He told her, and her ears stayed flat. The vixen's look of worry and panic did not abate. "And you, honey, dear, are going to enjoy it. I've fucked enough sluts to know that it aint a coincidence that women like to hear my bed springs squeak."

And with that he returned the stogie to his lips and put both his hands on the sides of her ass for a slow withdrawal that tugged at her inner walls and making her gasp, and then he slammed it all back home and she yelped as loud as they all usually did. His neighbors would have known the routine. Hell, some of his single neighbors would come by afterwards and ask if she was worth the money. Sometimes he'd help a girl out by letting boys have her number. Word of mouth to help her business grow.

And sometimes he'd lie and tell them she wasn't worth it so he could keep her to himself, and his opinion of the little vixen wasn't quite yet formed as of yet. He tongued his stogie and slid it to the other side of his mouth while sneering.

He wasn't letter her speak as he railed her hard from behind to make her howl and shout. She couldn't form any words. Her delicate hands clung to the back of his couch so tight he could her the tug and pull at the fabric.

She was welding her eyes shut, but that mouth was left to run wild. The wolf grabbed the back of her skirt, right in the middle, and slipped his dick out of her. What followed was a thin mix of her slick juices and his own messy pre. The wolf grabbed his knot and pushed his head back at her hole and yanked back on the skirt and down his cock she went. He caught her eyes briefly opened wide like saucers before rapidly shutting again until she had her head buried into the back cushion to hide herself.

"Nice and tight." He grunted as he pumped her full of dick. As he rutted her she was getting better about controlling her mouth, but he was only letting her think that. He was taking it pretty easy on her with his one handed hold. When the wolf was ready to blow he'd really hammer himself home in her until his fat knot was wedged inside her nice and tight. Doing that, with a cunt as tight as the vixen's, would require a nice firm double handed grip.

His ears jumped upright as a the sound of a tweeting bird started singing from behind him. The girl's purse was singing long and loud and the vixen immediate started to squirm nervously instead of laying still so he could make her earn her money.

"My phone!" She forced out between bitch noises. The wolf pulled out of her, which came with a wet slurp now that his pre had thoroughly lubed her tunnel up. When he stepped back to shove his hand in her purse the vixen could hardly keep her legs steady. "No don't!"

He read the screen of her phone, saw that is was a man's name with two hearts on either side, and then he swiped the button to ignore. He had no interest in letting her fuckboy interrupt his woman's cheating. This wolf had a nut to bust.

The vixen was sitting on the couch now and he handed her the phone. "Mute it."

She took the phone and unlocked it. When it was taking her too long to do what he asked he assumed she was up to some other fuckery. "Mute. It."

"Ok!" She said and hurriedly sat her phone down on the end table. The wolf then grabbed her behind the head and took hold of a wag of her red hair. "Hey!"

"Suck it. Get me nice and soaking wet with spit, honey." She glared up at him and he felt resistance at the hand holding onto her hair. She was getting the fight in her now, and he wanted to squash it. "I can start calling you mean names like slut and whore, or you can be good and suck my dick, honey."

"Ok, I'm sorry." She said, looking almost offended. The vixen leaned forward and he let go of her hair to be nice. The girl hesitated in front of his cock, but still in the end she opened wide and grabbed him with a small hand and held his aloft to let it slip into her mouth.

She did a terrible job of swallowing dick. It felt like she hardly ever gave a blowjob. "Honey, don't you know how to suck dick?"

The girl looked up at him with a bit of a glare and shook her head gentle as her muzzle was stuffed full of a meager amount of wolf cock. He grabbed her by her ears and looked down at her real steady. "Gonna teach ya."

He yanked her head close and she gulped once and started panicking the moment his cock was crammed deep in her mouth. He growled with pleasure as he felt the head of his cock bump against the roof of her mouth before slipping back to stretch her throat open. Not once did the vixen gag. She was slapping her thighs and trying to pull her head back though.

Did the slut not have a gag reflex? Maybe. He tested it by throat fucking her until he was bumping her lips with his knot. He made sure to pull out enough to listen for her to suck in a breath. He didn't want her passing out while he was trying to educate her on taking a dick down the gullet, which he was enjoying doing.

Her phone started buzzing on the end table. The wolf glanced over and saw the screen had turned itself on and the same name as before was on the display. It buzzed several times while he was busy throating the vixen until finally he got bored of her lackluster mouth and pushed her off him.

She gasped and coughed a few times as she worked to catch her breath. She had water around the eyes with some of her mascara running. A sloppy mess of a look to be sure. "You're boyfriend must be wondering where you're at."

"Are," She said, but cut herself off with another cough. The vixen was glaring awfully hot at him, and it looked to the wolf like she had some choice words and labels for him she was thinking better of using. "Are you done?"

"Honey, have I drained my balls yet?" He asked her with a wry grin. She cast her eyes down to his twitching dick and he knew she knew the answer. The vixen looked back up at him and she swallowed and inhaled again to get her breathing straight. "C-can we hurry up now? My boyfriend... needs me."

"Yeah, sure." The wolf replied, but thought to make things better. He reached back and pulled the fat trifold wallet out of his back pocket. He saw that she saw it. Her eyes watched him flip his wallet open. He'd stopped by the ATM to draw out the money before they'd gone to his trailer. It was a literal pain in the as to be sitting on that many twenties.

One by one he flipped through the bills and mouthed out the words for her benefit. Twenty, forty, sixty, eighty, and on and on. He had 200 in twenties in his hand with more in his wallet yet to be pulled free. He put his wallet back in his pocket and he rolled the twenties into a tube and offered them to the vixen. Her hand hesitated at first, but then she reached to take them. He drew the money back before she could grab it.

"You going to take my dick like a good girl? No complainin'?" He asked her, and she looked from him to the money, and then back to him. She swallowed and nodded just like a good girl would. He smiled and extended the money to her, and she grabbed it gently from his hand and wrapped her fingers around it. "Now turn around and get back to where you were before, honey. I've got a load to pump in your cunt."

Her ears flinched at his crass and blunt language, but she obeyed him. The vixen turned herself around with her hand still clutching tight to the money. She even flipped her skirt up over her ass for him without needing to be asked. She knew the arrangement now, and he was thinking the money would be well worth what he was going to do to her.

The wolf lined his cock up and shoved it back into her little vice. His prick squelched inside her with effort and the vixen started making grunting and gasping noises. She threw her free arm over the back of the couch and put her head over her arm while the hand that clutched the wad of cash was digging into the couch cushion to support herself as his hips rocked and pounded his dick into her folds.

With both of his hands free he leaned over her and took hold of her waist. She had this narrow petite waist that fit his hands perfectly. When he started really knocking his cock into her there was nothing the vixen could do to suppress her voice box. She was screaming and shouting again as he took her with no remorse. His knot was pressing itself harder and harder between her taut lips and he could feel him getting closer to tying her.

His balls were already ripe to bust a nut, but that wasn't going to happen until his knot sank inside her. It was like he was edging himself just by trying to bury himself in her completely. He wondered if she had even consider that he would knot her. Surely that fuckboy she's dating knotted her, but then again if she didn't know anything about sucking dick then maybe she never let a knot tie her either.

Well, either way, she was getting a knot today, and a fat one at that! He grunted and snarled over her as she kept on singing her siren song with notes and tunes of screams and wails. She was all over the place as he claimed her raw pussy as hard as he could.

The dishes in the kitchen sink were rattling, which told him he was rocking the trailer with the jackhammering of his cock. He worked his prick in her like a piping hot piston until his own teeth were clenched tight with his chest hunched over her back with drool and spit dripping over the vixen.

"Take my knot, honey!" He snarled down at her and her reaction was telling. She tried to pull away, but his hands on her waist wasn't letting her. He kept going. The lips of her cunt were straining more and more, and her cries were getting louder, but there wasn't any coherent in her shouting.

It all just sounded like a wet bitch getting a hard dick. The vixen knew, maybe instinctively, what it meant when her pussy finally started to give up and accept the knot that was angrily trying to pry it open. He shut his eyes and smiled with lips curled up and teeth locked tight together. The wolf didn't need to watch her cunt open up slowly to swallow him. He just needed to feel the sensation of it as the girl desperately pulled and struggled to get away. Her body was hot and wet and her shouting and grunting was as erotic as it could be.

The primal side of her, the bitch that every woman kept cradled within her, wanted to get fucked. It was that frail veneer of purity that drove her to get away. All just a fragile attempt to pretend she was a good girl maybe. The barked with his knot finally passed the point of no return to be rapidly sucked into the girl's cunt in one swift motion.

The head of his cock, which had already been knocking and pushing at her cervix, was now being violently crammed against the opening of her womb. His cock had nowhere to go and wouldn't be going anywhere for a good while yet.

Again the cellphone on the end table started buzzing. It went unanswered as the wolf roughly jerked his hips into the vixen to begin a harsh and brutal staccato rhythm that rubbed his knot against her gspot. The young thing started screaming and her legs went haywire as she exploded in orgasm. Her cries and shouts were still vaguely of protest, as if the orgasm she was enduring was against her will. It sure as fuck was, and he kept her climax going by milking it right out of her with his cock hammering at his insides until his balls began to draw up tight against his body.

Cum erupted from his cock and she shrieked once in surprise before her cries turned to moans and reluctant wailing. She was feeling a hard hot load jet inside her tight cunt and it was sending her orgasm to a peak she probably didn't know was possible. He could feel the pressure building up in her cunt until finally it started venting out in the only two directions it had on hand. Cums splattered out from out her strained and taut lips to drip and squirt over the couch while the rest was no doubt workings it way into her womb.

She'd be leaking his cum for a good long while after this and he let go of her waist with one hand to take the cigar from his lips before he accidentally bit right through it. He opened his eyes finally and looked down to see the vixen going limp on the couch. Her body was failing her, as well as her voice, but despite it all he could caught the signs of her muscles twitching involuntarily. Didn't see that often, he thought. Usually once every blue moon when a bitch got an especially great orgasm. He aimed to please as often as he could, but he wasn't as young as he used to be so his bitches had to settle for a fantastic fuck instead of a mind shattering one.

At last her body gave up the ghost and she fell mute all at once without warning, then collapsed completely against the couch like a ragdoll. Her eyes were half lidded and hiding half her pupils beneath them. The vixen was out cold whether she liked it or not. She didn't have any choice in this once he plugged her full of dick.

The wolf took another drag from the stogie and wedged it in a notch of the ashtray to leave it with the remains of his many others. His dick was still jumping inside the girl in a slow but steady rhythm. His heart was racing in time with the hot liquid jets of cum he was mercilessly filling her with. Since she never made him wear a condom he assumed she was on the pill and if she wasn't then she was as stupid as she was now pregnant.

Leaning back until the girl's ass was tugged along with him by his knot he arched himself until his spine popped several times. His back sounded like a quick burst of machine gun fire. Being 40 sucked, but at least he still had his ticker working, and his lungs. His smoking and drinking hadn't taken either of those things from him yet.

He yanked up on her tail, but she didn't make any noise or reply. The girl wasn't going anywhere until she regained her senses, which would only be after he could finally pull free of her. Her eyes cracked open just a hair with her mouth open and droolin'. It was cute in a 'well fucked whore' kind of way. Her hand, which had been squeezing the life out of the bundle of bill's he'd throw down at her, was now limp. The money rested on the cushion beneath her loosened fingers.

Knocking her hand away from the money he picked it back up and thumbed through it to count. He'd counted it before, but he was doing it again to be sure. A reach behind himself rewarded him with his wallet. He had enough in his bifold to give her an extra hundred. After he tucked the new bills into the bundle with the others he tossed it back down to land next to the vixen's hand.

The clock on the DVD player told him she was going to be very late to her boyfriend's party. He did try calling her three times after all. The wolf suspected that her fuckboy might be worried. So much for earning all that extra spending money for her boyfriend, he guessed. By the time his knot shrunk and she was free of him, and conscious of course, she'd be running so damn late to do anything about it except apologize profusely when she dragged her cheating ass in front of him. He wondered what kind of excuse she'd be giving to explain why she was late, and why she hadn't been answering her phone.

"I couldn't decide what to buy you." he whispered out loud to himself and to her as he leaned to the side to retrieve his cigar from the ashtray. The wolf took a drag and enjoyed the flavor for a lingering moment. He exhaled over her again. She didn't cough any this time. As he continued to feel the pleasant sensation of his cock gently twitching inside the little vixen's cunt he said again, to himself and to her unconscious body, "Better late than never, as they say."