WOLF GAMES
Maybe then the werewolf will get tired of playing with me, and I will be free.
A daring kiss, sweeping away any possible obstacles in its path, invaded my mouth, not caring about consent. He attacked so hard, as if a conqueror, claiming the right to his territory, crushed my lips and extorted to let himself through. Yang continued to hold his waist with one hand, and grabbed his hair with the other, forcing him to throw back his head and respond to a rough caress. He pushed his tongue in, as if quenching an incredible thirst in an oasis in the middle of the desert sands. The stone hardness of his penis, resting against my stomach, made me languish with thirst no less and open up to meet me.
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