The Pack's Triquetra
He kissed his way across her cheek until their lips met, the kiss heavy with tongue as he teased her with it, letting his c-ck rest against her, rubbing up against her clit but not penetrating.
“How do you frot someone?” She asked when he took his weight onto his elbows.
He laughed. “Ah, Cameron has been telling tales.”
“Of naughty daddies in public parks, no less,” she teased threading her fingers through his lion’s mane of hair.
“Frotting is what we are doing now,” he rocked his hips into her. “Except between men.”
“Made naughtier by doing it to Cameron in the park.”
“Indeed,” he adjusted against her, and she moaned as he penetrated, sinking deep and lowering his weight onto her so that sh
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