She bent down and touched her toes a few times. I couldn’t help but poke my foot between her legs, and rub her pussy from behind. I could tell s...he didn’t expect that, but she enjoyed it. My food rubbed against her pussy, until she pushed my leg down, and turned to face me.A goddess stood in from of me. She stretched her arms out slowly to feel the bun in the back of her hair, and unleashed it. She flickered her light brown hair and stood infront of me. I couldn’t help put. I had carefully assembled the whole outfit on myself so he could not see my pussy when he first walked in, but the second I moved I knew he would definitely see it.I watched him as he looked at me with hunger and lust in his eyes as they went up and down my body, devouring the sight. I saw as hi arousal grew, so did the dominance in his gaze. In turn, that made me wetter than ever as I lay there for his eyes to see. I also saw the moment when his control snapped and he could no longer take just. . I think I'll let you suffer a bit longer, love." My hands trace the very curves he attempted to memorize only moments before. My smirk reasserting itself as I gaze into those eyes, which until now have followed my hands.. " Maybe, I'm not the one who's going to suffer...." His jaw drops, but only for a moment before he regains his composure. My wolf, my strong-willed lover.. My eternal mate.. Through the night we tangle ourselves in one another, half in play.. half for pleasure. It isn't. ”Melissa tried to tell him that it was okay, but the words came out very indistinctly. He grinned and nodded.She felt her saliva pooling in her mouth, threatening to spill over her lower lip, so she wrapped her lip around the ball again. He looked puzzled and asked, “Are your lips tired already?”She shook her head ‘no’ and then tipped her head back to grunt out, “Gonna drool.”Once he parsed her meaning, he smiled and reassured her, “No, no, let it come out. Drooling around a ball gag is.