He gaped the cutest crinkled puckered arse he had ever seen and spat generously in it...then his tongue went on mission build sensitivity. He rimmed h...s step daughter as a young woman needs to be rimmed. So sexily. So dirtily. So frickin tongue tip deep. It wasn’t a case of Pandora opening a box next ...it was the depths of Pan’s tight constriction being filled unexpectedly. She writhed as the dirty bastard fingered her arsehole with first one finger and then a generous two...well because she. I stopped trying with those years ago, I just rip the crotch apart and leave 'em put now. I don't know how you women can stand them." What about shoes, if they won't just pull off?" Claire asked."Shit, do I look like I can undo laces or zippers with these? Same with pants, if they come off, fine, otherwise screw it. They aren't in my way," he said. So he definitely doesn't have a foot fetish, Claire noted. She finished gathering up Lauren's former clothes and hurried from the cell just as the. She was a woman coming into her own. She was taking charge and wanting a mate that could handle her and all her needs. Margaret knew that feeling but had only part of her desires fulfilled even though she was happy. As she looked at the woman before her, she could see that Dani might have found what she was after."Dani, I can't tell you what to do as I'm not your mother. If you were my daughter I ... I don't have a clue as to what I would do. I did want a daughter but I had a son. I know you. You also had to be bitten by the wolf. You were so far gone, we were afraid you would die anyway."I still didn't understand. Why did I need to be bitten by a wolf? Oddly enough, my shoulder didn't hurt at all. Shouldn't that still be healing, too?"Why? I don't understand. Why did being attacked by a wolf save my life?"He sighed, and there was both sorrow and regret in his expression. "Lauren, you weren't bitten by a wolf. You were bitten by a werewolf. Steve is the one who bit your shoulder. By.