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That's fucked up.” “We'll nail his ass,” the woman said, flashing a vicious grin. The END It was the big day, as an empty house sat before a large wolf and a message carrier, a house they would call theirs. The man clung dearly to the wolf's arm as they went inside, the interior lick was dusty and worn, age clinging to every square inch of the house. Yet the man looked around in awe. "I could imagine setting up some vases right over here with trumpet flowers, and over here we could find some ebon wood to replace these boards and-" the man ran back and forth, filling the house with potential ideas as the wolf of a man could only stand to watch him go. "-and right here we could even get a comfortable chair that could fit the two of us." The wolf stopped him by placing a hand on his shoulder "such unbound optimism, it's why I fell in love with you Matt" "It is and will forever be mutual Jack" the man wrapped his arms lingerie the wolf locking in a kiss, and soon hugging the loveable ball of fur for what felt like years. The man looked up with tender eyes "so let's get this place cleaned up, and then we can have our fun" "you've got it" Matt began to walk away, but couldn't escape the playful slap on his ass from his partner, allowing a laugh to escape both of their lips. So it was then that hours of labor flew by, rinsing and moving items about the house and making the place feel lived in. Sweat drew from Matt's head as he continued to run a wet cloth over the table's top. He felt the pelted hands of the wolf run around him, a familiar lust drawing pussy into the air, as Jack's maw kissed his neck. "Mmmnnn, can we wait a bit? I just need to finish.. the table...." Matt felt his own body begin to convince himself, the eager hands of the wolf making him felt needed, he eventually fell to the hunger from within. "Fuck it, there's no resisting you" so he turned and matched lips with the beast. They sat with tongues clashing and fighting over one another as Matt slid his hands down the waist of the creature, allowing Jack's pulsing cock to be freed from its cloth prison. Gripping hand jerked it quick and excitedly, Matt's fingers enveloped in the ooze that came with it. He parted the kiss, panting into Jack's chest as he sped his hand, making the imposing wolf an eager pup that needed to be satisfied, so getting on his knees he took femdom it into his own maw and began his work. "Oh the heavens would envy this... your lips are like fucking magic.." his hand gripped the man's head as he rammed the throbbing mess down his throat, Matt moaning all the while as they sat entangled. After what felt like centuries Matt popped off the appendage and gasped for air leaning his head upon his thigh "still as much work as ever, youd swear you'd be harder to work on than this house... but for all the better" the wolf raised the man to stand on his feet lapping at his neck "now it's time for you to get to work.. lay me dildo on that table and make me yours." Because we weren't sure what to expect in the sand and under the water, we'd all purchased boat shoes to protect our feet from glass and other sharp objects. My cock twitched and throbbed before me. My virgin pussy clenched in anticipation. "Oh don't bother" Jordan stopped her quickly, "my place is around the corner and you can pussy go there." Nicole huffed as she picked up her belongings. Zanyia bounded into the alcove, her little titties jiggling, her tawny hair twitching. And I loved it! She explained that she was basically femdom the ‘go to' person. “Ooh, yes, just work that dick in me!” gasped Greta. “Ms. Sanderson what do you think of these evolves?” asked some reporter. What have I gotten myself lick into, dildo she thought. "Wanna prove it?" Dad seemed equally uncomfortable but he had promised mum lingerie he’d talk with me. I’m not sure what exactly he had promised mum – probably rallying along the lines of Nancy Regan’s just-say-no campaign – but dad took a more pragmatic approach and tried to scare me off ever touching a Thai girl with fear stories about the risks of sexually-transmitted-diseases and giving the impression that Thailand was full of hookers and girls wanting to find rich husbands. And that was the last time that I ever had sex with another male.