The Werewolves Dark Secrets
Tongues dancing like a ballet, graceful yet passionate, then pulling my lower lip into her delicate lips moving from side to side then my tongue breaking the seal that separated them more confined to a deep loving kiss, a kiss from my heart and soul.
Once again I heard this light roar sound, and she told me to do it again. I ask and she tells me that sound from the bottom as we kiss, which you do. I replied that I didn’t know I had made that sound, but how pleased I was with the evolving sound she was making, and what a great arousal it was. She said how it added to her too when a man did that. The animalistic passion of the two lovers allowed themselves to be a thought.
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