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. The guy eating her out wanted to switch and other was that big dick motherfuker. Her husband got his cock strate up her and started pounced. No I'm torne between watching my amazing Head and watching my wife. I could see her husband slowing so I said cum in her mouth. At this point she got her mouth at full streach trying to suck this guys bell end. My wife couldn't get it out of her mouth I time so be blew most of his load in her face. No I see this guy moving round getting ready to enter her.. She was rubbing herself very very slowlytrying cause herself as little discomfort as possible."Ok dear you don't need to do that thing with thebrush any more."Erin took the brush from the slut girl and insertedthen handle into her anus."Oh Karry will you ever learn to look after your toys!"she thought to herself as the squeezed in behind theslut to piss all over her head.Erin left for the bedroom but briefly paused at thedoor, smiled to herself as she smiled sweetly at theslut with her head. I think things are going to be busy up to Christmas, but perhaps afterwards? I’m going back to Vancouver for the vacation.”“Well, there is the Christmas dinner given by the company,” he said, “Would you be my date for that – it’s a very light thing, no one will stare, we all tend to pair off without obligation!” and he laughed. “Some of us – not me – are married, but I’ll be the envy of all the other blokes if we arrive as a pair.”“I’d be delighted to be your ‘date’ that evening,” she laughed,.