It was easy to see why the other girls were attracted to him, but I wasn’t really interested. Of course, outside of our games in the playroom, I onl... played with my husband and Alonso in general. My sessions with Marcello were usually because Zara asked me to join them, and Aaron had never even asked. Then again, Aaron never asked any of the girls to play, so he probably figured I would approach him if I wanted to play with him.Once he finished undressing, I led him into the playroom and. “Poor, poor Kitten, so ready, so wet.” His voice was full of desire, his words brushing over every part of me, my breath coming in pants. His fingers trailed down to my soaked pussy, running lightly over my folds, gathering the wetness that lay there. I arched into him, nails digging into his arms. I whimpered and bit my lip trying to be quiet. He laughed quietly, gripping my hair tighter in his fist; ran his tongue down my neck. I gasped and he sunk his teeth into my neck. I turned my head. “Why are you asking me this?” he said tiredly.“Cause I need to know!” she pleaded.Ross shook his head and looked her up and down. She was definitely a good looking girl. Her legs were long and she was into cheerleading and sports. Her body was lean and athletic. Right now she was wearing a mind-bogglingly short skirt that barely covered her hips and a button-down top. From the bumps embedded in her blouse, he could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra. He wondered if she was wearing panties.“You’re. Just then..the quartet heard a wolf howl in the distance. "I don't think we should be out here" stammered another man who operated the equipment. "What are you talking about..Once we strike oil..We'll be rich.." stated the leader."These lands are said to be sacred...protected by a powerful she beast.." stated a third man..a Native American..and the guide for the group. "You're not gonna start with that old spook talk again are ya?! ..I've heard the talk back in town..stories about some kind of.