You arch your back to try to make contact with my chest and your nipples as my hands work the muscles of your upper arms, then your shoulders. I am te...sing you, I know, increasing the longing in you, touching yet not touching where you want me to. I smile at that thought. Your arms move to take hold of my hands. I say ‘no’ softly and move them back. You respond with a soft whimper and lock your legs around me trying to pull me in closer. I warm the oil in my hands, rubbing them slowly, watching. She yelled as he thrust his big wolf cock deep within her tight asshole. Then, she loved feeling so filled up by his wolf dick. She started fingering her tight pussy. At first she could feel his balls slapping against her vaginal lips, now as she fingers herself, she can feel his sexy balls slapping her young hand. Then Moonmoon lets out a loud howl as he sends large amounts of hot, sexy, creamy, warm wolf semen deep into her sexy young bowels. She yelled “Aw yes fill me my asshole up with your. He was lying on the ground, dividing his time by holding his broken arm and moaning about his broken ribs. The next punk was nursing a broken leg. Another was out cold. The way his arm was folded under him, it was no doubt broken too. Amy turned and headed for the last punk.Juan had struck his head and then slid down the wall. He was in a sitting position. These cunts were unbelievable, he thought. He reached into his waistband and pulled out the gun he had there. He took aim quickly and fired. Something I have dreamt about night after night. An overwhelming desire to touch myself to feel my wetness caused by having you asleep next to me. I don't want to wake you. (Well not yet anyway) The heat coming off your body is so comforting, our naked skin entwined. Watching you sleep, our breathing so in tune. Moments like this I cherish and will never take for granted. Just wish I could tell you, express how I feel but always an unspoken silence. My hand slides down into my inner thigh, how.