Catch your breath as it grows closer.

Jessica held its eye as it drew nearer, her pulse pounded in her head. She could smell the thing now, smelling metallic, like coins, but beneath it, the musk of an predator. Jessica's heart pounded furiously in her chest, but she felt her breath return to her. The thing nearly filled the alley with its long limbs, but she could see wide gaps underneath it. She could slip underneath it. Or, as her gaze is again drawn to its erect cock swinging with its awkward gait, she could attempt a different diplomacy that the other beasts of the night have desired. Having had one beast cum in her mouth and quim, she wasn't eager to re-experience it. But she was keen on surviving. Lastly... she could run away... again. The beast seemed to move awkwardly and she still felt energetic.