Little Red: A Lesbian Fairy Tale: Part Three

Wolf This is a tale of transformation; of predators and their prey. Of little girls who obeyed their mother; but got lost along the way. It's not easy being in cahoots with a runt Fox. I'm Wolf and I deserve my spot at the top of the fucking order. I just chuckle when folks tell me I've got a big ego, because I can fuck you up without a chance to defend yourself. I play the little pawn when I need to but when all howl breaks loose I'm the alpha, and I'm not taking shit from some sly little runt, just cause she's the one making the bucks. Who am I? Predator, plain and simple. From the top of the chain I feed on the screams and discomfort of all these little play toys. Fox sent me over to take care of poor old grandma, and I did more than care for her. Red's little cape was my ticket to grandma's massive breasts. As soon as I nuzzled my muzzle into her lap she was gushing liquid between my claws. Mrs. Riding was ready to make me feel comfortable, thinking I was that Little Red Riding. But I wanted to eat her dumb ass gold-digger body, once I sniffed those soft GILF nipples and those creamy wet granny lips! My lesbian hunger is only quenched when she submitted to my writhing pussy against her slippery asshole. Tying her up was just the cherry on top of her sweet sexy carcass.