Viveva sola col padre, che la teneva segregata in casa e quando faceva il turno di notte, chiamava la nonna per controllarla. Ma la vecchia si addorme...ntava presto e Alfredo, il più sgamato, sempre in cerca di ispirazione per tirarsi le seghe, a furia di farsi notare dalla giovane aveva scoperto qualcosa, qualcosa che aveva fatto la felicità della loro comitiva di piccoli depravati; qualcosa che aveva provocato tante di quelle eiaculazioni, nell’angusta intercapedine, dietro la porta rotta dello. I could only groan. Closing my eyes I leaned back against the wall and hoped my legs would not turn to jelly.Her tongue was imitating a vibrator as she moved her head up-and-down my cock. With a shrug, she pulled me deeper into her mouth. A momentary pause as she swallowed to get past the gag reflex and her lips were buried in my pubic hair.Swallowing repeatedly, she kept her tongue active and the suction going.Kate had never deep-throated me before. Now the muscular ripples of her throat were. That, combined with an odd elixir of pheromones, created a persona so confident, intelligent, and so goddamn unapologetic in the space she took up on earth that she was like a Goddess. Every step she took was confident; her stride swayed with rhythmic cadence. Her eyes were captivating and she used them like weapons, drawing you in and beguiling you with her charms. She hunted me like prey. I wanted to resist her charms but I am, after all, only human and subject to weakness of the flesh. ..Writhing in front of the huge creature, Kristen clutched at its furry head... she could feel its long teeth brushing against her pussy and thighs as it licked her, adding an element of danger to everything. His tongue was rough, long, pressing against her... her body thrashed as she began to cum."OH GOD!" She screamed, her intense humiliation adding to her orgasm, "YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM YOU BASTARD!!!!!!!!!!!!"She could swear that the Wolf was chuckling low in its throat at her predicament,.