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. Mental note to self: kill his little brother.Later.Right now, he needed to get some of his chafingclothes off.Putting her down first, he stepped back and almost chuckled himself when her laughter abruptlycut off and all because he stripped his shirt off.She d seen his chest before.Heck, they d spent the lastfew days in bed together with him pretty much half naked.But now, with anticipation and arousalpeppering the air, she regarded him with something akin to awe and hunger.Beautiful, arousinghunger, for me.Soft fingers stroked down his chest, circling around his pecs. Nice, she murmured.Her digits kept moving until they hit his waistband, her deft fingers unsnapping his pants and pushing them downbefore he could form a coherent thought.His erection tented his briefs, and she cupped him, squeezing his girth while he could onlytremble, looking for a way to remain a little aloof.He struggled to find even an iota of his usualcontrol, enough that he wouldn t throw her to the ground and ravish her. I thought you wanted to run, he gasped as she kneaded him through the stretched fabric. I do. She released him and stepped back, her head tilting back to give him a naughty smile. Ijust wanted to make sure you had incentive to chase. With a flick of her hand and a wiggle of herhips, her panties slid down.Before he had time to fully admire the view, she let her animal take over,her body contorting and reshaping until a small wolf with a silky coat of russet stood in front of him.With a yip, she bounded off, and Mitchell quickly stripped and changed into his own shaggy beastbefore chasing.Ghosting through the woods on sure paws, the anxiety of the last few days, the mind-bogglingmess of his emotions, everything melted away except for his desire.The more he chased the fleet-footed she-wolf, the more his blood heated and his excitement grew.When he caught her, there wouldbe no hesitation or doubt.He d claim her.Sink his cock into her while she stared into his eyes, and asshe climaxed, he d bite her, marking her in the old fashioned way, making her his.The thought spurred him to move even faster, herding her flitting shape to the location he dselected.When she finally dashed into the open clearing, he followed right on her heels, and thenstumbled as he tried not to slam into her smaller frame.Yipping, his wolf chastised her only to shut upas his mind filtered the sounds they heard.It seemed his clearing of choice was already taken.Anddespite the fact they knew they must have an audience, the foursome on the grass didn t stop whatthey were doing.Backing away, he and Francine moved back to the shelter of the woods, both of them riveted bythe scene before them.For a man who d never thought much of ménages before, he seemed to berunning into them an awful lot lately.Worst, he recognized the woman in the clearing, a daughter toone of his mother s friends.One of her lovers, an old high school football team mate.Not that theiridentities made a difference.Anyone could have been a part of the fleshy tangle of limbs and he wouldhave stared, mesmerized.A head butted his side, and he peered down to see Francine s smaller beast leaning against him,her breathing rapid, the musk of her arousal perfuming the air around him.She felt the samefascination as he did with the undulating group.It made his hunger explode.He couldn t help shiftingback into his human form.He ran his fingers through her silky fur, a fur that shivered thendisappeared under his touch until he stroked smooth skin.Standing, her head barely reaching his chin, she pressed her naked frame against him andwhispered, Is it wrong that I want to stare at them? Wrong? Never.He couldn t admit it aloud, but he d always enjoyed watching people beingintimate, a fetish he discovered in high school when he came across a girl giving a buddy of his a BJunder the bleachers during a school dance.He d been unable to tear himself away, just like he d stayed to watch Francine when Alejandro bounced her on his cock.Sometimes the role of audiencecould titillate almost as much as that of participant.Of course, only one thing could make it better.Sharing it with the woman he wanted, a naked, very horny one who pressed her buttocks up against histhighs, her head tilting back against his shoulder, a soft sigh trembling through her frame as she kepther eyes glued to the erotic scene before them.Mitchell slipped an arm around her waist, her heated flesh so soft against him. Touch me, she whispered. Cup my tits and play with them while I watch. Heaven had found him.Obeying her orders made him almost explode, his prick nudging thecrevice of her ass as his hands strayed up her rib cage to handle her plump breasts.He kneaded them,squeezing the heavy weights, something she seemed to enjoy because she rotated her buttocks againsthim, rubbing against his prick. Don t neglect my nipples. As if.He stroked his thumbs over her already erect peaks, rubbing their pointed tips.Shemoaned, a low sound full of need.In the clearing, as if their hidden watching spurred them on, the action got more frantic.Theyplaced the woman on her hands and knees, and while she sucked on one cock, another plowed herpussy [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]
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. Mental note to self: kill his little brother.Later.Right now, he needed to get some of his chafingclothes off.Putting her down first, he stepped back and almost chuckled himself when her laughter abruptlycut off and all because he stripped his shirt off.She d seen his chest before.Heck, they d spent the lastfew days in bed together with him pretty much half naked.But now, with anticipation and arousalpeppering the air, she regarded him with something akin to awe and hunger.Beautiful, arousinghunger, for me.Soft fingers stroked down his chest, circling around his pecs. Nice, she murmured.Her digits kept moving until they hit his waistband, her deft fingers unsnapping his pants and pushing them downbefore he could form a coherent thought.His erection tented his briefs, and she cupped him, squeezing his girth while he could onlytremble, looking for a way to remain a little aloof.He struggled to find even an iota of his usualcontrol, enough that he wouldn t throw her to the ground and ravish her. I thought you wanted to run, he gasped as she kneaded him through the stretched fabric. I do. She released him and stepped back, her head tilting back to give him a naughty smile. Ijust wanted to make sure you had incentive to chase. With a flick of her hand and a wiggle of herhips, her panties slid down.Before he had time to fully admire the view, she let her animal take over,her body contorting and reshaping until a small wolf with a silky coat of russet stood in front of him.With a yip, she bounded off, and Mitchell quickly stripped and changed into his own shaggy beastbefore chasing.Ghosting through the woods on sure paws, the anxiety of the last few days, the mind-bogglingmess of his emotions, everything melted away except for his desire.The more he chased the fleet-footed she-wolf, the more his blood heated and his excitement grew.When he caught her, there wouldbe no hesitation or doubt.He d claim her.Sink his cock into her while she stared into his eyes, and asshe climaxed, he d bite her, marking her in the old fashioned way, making her his.The thought spurred him to move even faster, herding her flitting shape to the location he dselected.When she finally dashed into the open clearing, he followed right on her heels, and thenstumbled as he tried not to slam into her smaller frame.Yipping, his wolf chastised her only to shut upas his mind filtered the sounds they heard.It seemed his clearing of choice was already taken.Anddespite the fact they knew they must have an audience, the foursome on the grass didn t stop whatthey were doing.Backing away, he and Francine moved back to the shelter of the woods, both of them riveted bythe scene before them.For a man who d never thought much of ménages before, he seemed to berunning into them an awful lot lately.Worst, he recognized the woman in the clearing, a daughter toone of his mother s friends.One of her lovers, an old high school football team mate.Not that theiridentities made a difference.Anyone could have been a part of the fleshy tangle of limbs and he wouldhave stared, mesmerized.A head butted his side, and he peered down to see Francine s smaller beast leaning against him,her breathing rapid, the musk of her arousal perfuming the air around him.She felt the samefascination as he did with the undulating group.It made his hunger explode.He couldn t help shiftingback into his human form.He ran his fingers through her silky fur, a fur that shivered thendisappeared under his touch until he stroked smooth skin.Standing, her head barely reaching his chin, she pressed her naked frame against him andwhispered, Is it wrong that I want to stare at them? Wrong? Never.He couldn t admit it aloud, but he d always enjoyed watching people beingintimate, a fetish he discovered in high school when he came across a girl giving a buddy of his a BJunder the bleachers during a school dance.He d been unable to tear himself away, just like he d stayed to watch Francine when Alejandro bounced her on his cock.Sometimes the role of audiencecould titillate almost as much as that of participant.Of course, only one thing could make it better.Sharing it with the woman he wanted, a naked, very horny one who pressed her buttocks up against histhighs, her head tilting back against his shoulder, a soft sigh trembling through her frame as she kepther eyes glued to the erotic scene before them.Mitchell slipped an arm around her waist, her heated flesh so soft against him. Touch me, she whispered. Cup my tits and play with them while I watch. Heaven had found him.Obeying her orders made him almost explode, his prick nudging thecrevice of her ass as his hands strayed up her rib cage to handle her plump breasts.He kneaded them,squeezing the heavy weights, something she seemed to enjoy because she rotated her buttocks againsthim, rubbing against his prick. Don t neglect my nipples. As if.He stroked his thumbs over her already erect peaks, rubbing their pointed tips.Shemoaned, a low sound full of need.In the clearing, as if their hidden watching spurred them on, the action got more frantic.Theyplaced the woman on her hands and knees, and while she sucked on one cock, another plowed herpussy [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]