Try to survive

The bear is growling behind you, deep, liquid, feral growls as it paws at your back and thrusts hard against you. Your pussy is opening to it's ****, dampening in spite of your fear, flowering open to welcome the **** beast. You're whimpering and sobbing in blind panic as it's thick cock starts to impale you, starts to have it's way with you.

Frantic with fear, and **** to survive at any cost you lift your hips to give it better access to your pussy, wriggling your rump to give it pleasure, trying to squeeze the intruding shaft with your cunt muscles. It snorts and growls and ruts at you, driving it's fat cock into your awakening pussy. It starts to thrust hard and fast, grunting with each stroke, it's claws raking your back as it fucks you. You rock your hips, grinding yourself against the **** beast, **** to give it pleasure in the hope of trading that for life. You can feel it's hot meat swelling and throbbing inside you as it takes you, fucking your mercilessly and relentlessly.

Despite the panic you feel you become aware of your body's rising excitement. You're pussy is heating, your clit engorging, your folds opening from the hard, brutal pounding. You can feel yourself starting to quiver, an orgasm starting to build in spite of the fearful situation. The beast claws at you as it drives deep into your cunt, it's body slamming and straining against yours, it's claws raking your flesh. With a long, shuddering, growling roar it thrusts into you to the hilt and you feel the hot spurt of it's seed inside you. It pumps hard, emptying itself it you, growling and grunting in bestial satisfaction. You grind your hips, seeking your own release, seeking what may be the last orgasm of your life, rocking and grinding your ass against the **** beast, your wet velvet tunnel squeezing the impaling meat.

That last pleasure is denied you. With a final growling grunt, the bear drains itself, then pulls out of you, its thick cock rubbing over your thigh as it withdraws. With a growl that speaks of contentment, it crouches beside you, and you wait, quivering with frustration from your denied orgasm, and trembling with terror, for sudden **** and devouring.

When the bear starts to chuckle you give a **** scream.

"Well, that was some serious fucking fun, wasn't it Lisa?" Jack's voice asks you in a cheerful conversational tone.