The wolf has its urges...

The wolf stood there for a few moments, not moving at all, only looking at its prey. Alexandra saw something in its eyes, something worse than just animalistic instincts. There was human intelligence behind its evil look, there was a human mind inside. It scared Alexandra even more, so she dragged herself back, but with one injured ankle she barely moved at all. The young woman fliped over, going on all fours and crawled in panic.

"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!"

The beast moved fast, faster than any human would, lunging over her with violence. It put its left paw between Alexandra's shoulder blades, pushing down and pining her chest and face to the dirt. Alexandra struggled and screamed for help, thinking it was going to devour her right away. Instead she heard her clothes tearing and then felt the cold night air in her buttocks. She also felt her tiny panties being riped apart and heard the wolf howling.

"NO!!! PLEASE GOD!!! NO!!!"

The wolf was clearly a male. Since Alexandra's head was pinned down, she couldn't see its grotesque cock growing hard, but she felt its tip pressed against her tight dry pussy and knew quite well what was going to happen. And of course, it happened. The wolf shoved its cock all the way in with a single savage thrust. Alexandra wanted to scream, but the air was kicked out of her lungs, so all she could do was to grit her teeth and widen her eyes in despair. The wolf mounted her, pounding her sex deep and hard. Alexandra felt its shaft moving inside, stretching her sensitive skin, and also felt her own body rocking back and forth which caused her dress to being torn on the chest area, and her big breasts to be squeezed on the dirt.

The beast finally moved both paws, placing them on Alexandra's hips so he could pull her body to him each time he thrusted forward. That allowed Alexandra to use her own hands to lift her chest from the ground, going back to all fours. In that positon her boobs bounced wildly. The left one was almost completely exposed through the holes the savage pounding had created on her dress. Her head was leaned down, and her hair flailed, covering her tear covered face.

On the other end, the wolf was having the time of his life. He had never enjoyed such a magnificent female body. He knew he was getting close to his climax, which meant he had an important decision to make...