ALPHA'S BETA MATE
Out the box, outta line
(oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more
(oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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Nadia pushed herself away from “her enemy” and instead bound me to a chair with a rope thrown by a helpful pack wolf. She hit back at my mate, by questioning his bed skills again. Unabashedly, she pushed her ass against me and belly danced in waves in my lap while I was bound by ropes in kinky criss-crosses against my chest.
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'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Bab Populer