My pussy was soaked. I bent my fingers forward and pressed against my gspot. Oh shit&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,&h...llip,&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,.ahh, ahh oh my god I practically yelled as I moved my hips forward to meet the rhythm of the attack on my g-spot and back to meet the pressure of my thumb on my clit. As if on cue, Pep stood from under the bed watching me curiously with his ears back and tail raised. Slap, slap, slap. I slapped my wet pussy. He Wolf with the Red Roses, by Chloe Tzang© 2017 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a moral right to be identified as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. [Boy:] On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?[Girl:] Yes.[Boy:] I bet you say that to all the. I blushed like a sissy little girl and firmly held his dick for teasing me instead of pleading me he liked it and asked me to carryon as we reached his home which is very pretty oneHe gave a weird naughty smile and I can see a big radish cock sticking out of his jeans, a full length boner on display and moving towards his room I simply followed. He took his shirt off in his hall way and kept moving towards his bedroom I can feel what’s going on his mind. His back is well defined and glistering. But most of all I wanted to Eat That Beautiful pussy hell I had not even seen it yet, just a little sample so far. And what was bugging me most, even more than the husband was, I still didn't know her name !!! why not ? As I waited for her and took off my t shirt still checking out photos on the wall I saw something quite interesting, Photo's dirty PicturesI couldn't resist so I picked them up the first one I saw she was holding her Pussy Open with both Hands Wow Oh I want that Beautifuland.