Even with his hands over his ears, he could still hear the obscene sound of slurping and excited gasps; grunting and the gnashing of teeth. His other hand pushed a lubricated finger into the human’s ass. Porn vedio His aroused cock twitched against the supple skin of her palm as she handled him. His youngest wife, Heimata, held its girth in her paw and began to stroke him. The shaman remained unmoved, his fingers curling in the long mane of one of the white wolves. His stomach dropped. “Oh, do not be cruel, my shaman,” Urarii said, rising to her feet to kiss her husband’s snarling maw. This one would learn as she had. “Could you help him see this is the best choice?”
Inotago’s hand paused on Torlarrin’s sheath, making the big wolf groan. Dyri blushed, realizing the woman was fully nude. His stomach dropped. Dark purple veins spider-webbed through the reddish-pink rod. “You will not do that again, bitch.”
Her towering presence made Dyri shrink to the floor. “Fill this tent with the sounds of your need.
