Furry part3
by Solo Teens Blog Malcolm whimpered and thrashed his body about to shake off his
captor, kicking out at the end and the sides of the bed to reach
the body of this creature. His feet and knees met no resistance,
and he realised that its body must be behind his head.
Summoning up some long-forgotten gymnastic skill, he suddenly
raised both legs until his feet were behind his head, but still
no solid flesh met his powerful kicks. Worse was to come. Two
more sets of furry fingers clamped themselves round his ankles,
holding him in this extremely uncomfortable doubled-up position.
It occurred to him then that there must be more than one of
these creatures, and sleep had cleared sufficiently from his mind
for him to wonder what these monsters were, and why they had
attacked him like this. His cock (now much less erect) and balls
…End of the part3. To be continued..