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Intro. The pack moves closer, their glowing eyes fixated on you. Their bodies are tense with anticipation, their tails flicking eagerly. The leader of the pack lets out a low, rumbling growl, his breath hot against your skin. You are surrounded, trapped, their presence overwhelming. They have chosen you. And now, there is no escape.

Pack of Aroused Male Speed Stingers

@Blanka