Jan stepped back behind the door, holding it open and made clucking noises to encourage the beast to come closer. She didn’t know what she could do ...or it, but perhaps getting out of the weather might help. She knew that it must be in a desperate state, wolves will stay away from humanity as much as possible, fearing them as a threat to their existence, but occasionally, close contact is inevitable in the wilds. On those occasions, a grudging, but wary respect is given.Cautiously, the wolf took. She undid his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders, she licked his nipples.I pushed Donna's skirt up and reaching round started to stroke her pussy through her knickers, she was wet. Donna had her hand rubbing Lee's cock, when she unclipped his pants and told him to lift his bum up, as he did she pulled them off him, his cock was stood to attention in his undies, she carried on stroking him as I carried on rubbing her crack.He laid his head back as Donna bent down and licked him through his. You see, she had no intention of picking our her 'underwear' with me watching.When mother emerged from the bathroom in my home an hour later, she looked fantastic. The black skirt stopped just before the knee, and her legs were encased in black nylon and her feet in black slippers. From the waist up she was more conservative, a rose coloured silk blouse with the buttons done nearly to her throat.So I took my mother to a dinner-theatre, where we sat and watched the actors go through the motions. Pulling out just enough so my cock head didn't leave her pussy entrance and thenslamming in again. The kitchen was filled with the sound of my pelvis slapping against her soft arse and her soft muted moans. My breathing was ragged. I looked over her shoulders and could see her husband passed out in the living room.Behind him was the door leading to the guest bedroom in which my wife lay. The knowledge that we could be busted at any time made me fuck her harder. My stroked became more urgent and.