She hiccupped as she sipped it. “Is someone a little drunk?” he asked. “Who, me?” she asked, pointing to herself. “You wouldn’t want me to take advantage of you?” “Would you do that?” “We wolves are sometimes very cunning.” He kissed the side of her face before running his tongue along her earlobe. “I’m the big bad wolf, Red Riding Hood.” She put her glass down and slid under the covers. He turned her on her side and ran his hands over her gorgeous curvy hips while nibbling on her earlobe. Kent moved his hand over her buttocks and nudged one cheek while aiming his cock toward her pussy. In seconds, he was inside her. He closed his eyes. This was heaven. Her pussy squeezed him, teased him as he began to thrust. He wrapped his arms around her, bringing his hand forward so his middle finger could find her clit. He thrust into her while massaging the tiny nub. “You like that, baby?” he whispered in her ear. “I love it,” she said. He kissed her neck, concentrating on the work at hand.
What do You think about Miracle Wolf For Christmas?
