Just remember J.T. look but don’t touch.” “Don’t call me J.T.” I said, pointedly putting a hand on her shoulder. She seemed to relax under ...y long fingers a little. “Hands off, J.T.” He said, lurching forward. “You going to take ‘em off?” I asked. “Babe, move.” He tugged at her hand, pulling her awkwardly to her feet. I stood, drawing myself up to my full height, seeming to tower over his bad, drunken posture. “You leave her alone.” I said. Cliché but heartfelt. That’s when he hauled off. " I laugh back at him."I guess, I just never got into the whole dance until you drop thing." Seattle ducks his head ashamed of is lack of enthusiasm."That is ... very interesting." Is all I can think to say and still stay polite."Not really, everyone kind of thinks of is as a joke. But enough about me." he moves into the real reason why he wants to speak with me. "I wanted to thank you."I scrunch my brow up in confusion and say. "What did I do?"I spend a moment wracking my brains trying to. She looked over her shoulder and watched as Paul shifted forms. Maybe it hadn’t been long enough but she thought it was such a turn on to watch when he did that. Soon Paul was on all fours; his eyes practically glowed with the lust for his mate. His hard cock was now red and veiny as he leapt onto the bed. Jess could feel his hot breath and the brush of his fur against her bare skin. He licked her wet slit with his rough tongue. Worked it into her pussy and lapped at it unmercilessly. Jess. I wrapped my hands around his neck as he nibbled at my earlobe. “I’m ready”Pulling his hand away from my pussy, taking care to rub his fingers over my clit, he grasped my hips with both hands and laid me flat on my back, all the while kissing down my neck and collarbone. His hand slid back to into my wet pussy again, this time he pushed his finger in, slowly but hard, his rubbing against the inside of me. With gentle twists, he pulled out with and dipped it back in again and again. I was.