Chapter 147 Not A Perfect Love Story Part III

• “Can I clean myself in the lake?” I asked, my eyes staring from Alpha Blackstone and Silver.
• Their heads snapped to me, all staring with such anger I might say and I knew the answer. I nearly cried. I felt as if maggots were crawling up my skin. It was bad but I could do nothing about it. My feet carried me away, seating a bit further from them. My body lowered but as my butt touched the ground I suddenly thought of my exposed womanhood.
• What if ants crawled up my ass into my asshole and sex? The thought had me stand up no matter how much I wanted to rest my legs. I stood there not knowing what to do with myself. The meat was turned over and over again, that being my sole purpose and it seemed as if it was taking hours.