My Mafia Mate
Her hands were on the waistband of my sweatpants and before I knew it, they were on the floor.
Our eyes locked and my wolf growled, I felt hers purring as I put my hands on her hips.
“I hope you made it hot,” she said, moving her hand to mine and pulling me toward the tub.
She let go of my hand and without another word she unhooked her bra and slid down her panties. My cock throbbed against my boxer briefs, even that little bit of fabric holding it back was painful. She climbed into the tub and my eyes were completely fixed on her perfectly round ass, creamy and pale.
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