black wolf
I felt how heavy his breathing was, but the Fox was still in no hurry to move on to more serious actions, giving pleasure only with his own hands.
“I love you,” said the Fox, looking into my eyes.
These were not just words, it was the cry of his soul. A cry so softly and so deafeningly loud at the same time. For a second, I even wondered if it was worth crossing the line. I can't give him the love he wants. But all thoughts were interrupted as soon as the Fox resolutely and persistently kissed me, not giving me the opportunity to change my mind.
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