Sixbarkpacktaboomobi
“I meant my home.” To his driver, he said, “The cabin.” The car began to move, and I felt relieved. He reached up and took my hand, then pulled me to him, rested it over his crotch. His dick was hard again. He asked, “Feel that?” Like I couldn’t feel a tree. I let out a little half laugh. “Uh, yeah.” He barked, “It’s wrong, Letha. You shouldn’t do this to me.” Because I was bastet and he was garou. I hated the fact that he was trying to make what was good into something wrong. I couldn...’t let him get away with it. I had to squeeze. I couldn’t help it. There is a certain power in knowing that he was ready to go, hot for me. But there was something else, too. After the shooting stars he’d put in the sky for me, I felt a little obligated. “You want...you want me to go down on you?” There’s the thing. How could he not want that? He was obviously into that sort of thing. His cock literally bounced in his pants when I asked. But he laid his head back--at the same time pressing my hand down harder on him--and said, “No.MoreLess
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