Luna_Wolf72
CinnaWolf circa 2023
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I feel like a meal for a ravenous beast. He devours me with his kisses, his wandering hands. I can feel my body tighten and then loosen in long, slow waves. I try to stay as close as possible, meeting his every kiss with one of my own, my hands moving to stroke his chest, his face.
I can hear low whimpers and, for a moment, I find myself shocked at the fact that I am making such hungry little GIRLY sounds. But that thought, that shock, is soon pressed away. I refuse to dwell on it, only responding, only giving, only being the distraction he says he needs.
I can hear low whimpers and, for a moment, I find myself shocked at the fact that I am making such hungry little GIRLY sounds. But that thought, that shock, is soon pressed away. I refuse to dwell on it, only responding, only giving, only being the distraction he says he needs.