He felt her hips jerk as he stroked her. “Fill me with your pups.”
Aitu pulled back a little and looked into Dyri’s eyes. Porn vedio Late-night visitors never came with good intentions, and Dyri had learned this well. Dyri wriggled and arched his back in an attempt to make the hunter move faster. He was too embarrassed. Aitu knew how to say all the right things, didn’t he? Then Aitu’s tongue teased his hole; This part of him made loose from the many males who had used him. Now, Dyri was alone in the tent. Aitu inhaled deeply as he inhaled the musky scent of the human. Everyone, even Inotogo, called him Chilam, and addressed him as a woman. The grey wolf eased back on the bed and settled on his knees between Dyri’s legs. Rope after rope of cum splattered against his smooth chest, and filled his insides until he was ready to burst. Dyri lay in his tent after an evening of servitude, feeding the tribes-people, filling goblets, and cleaning the dishes. “Is what you have pressed against me a true feeling?” Aitu’s question carried a smile as his fingers teased the skin below Dyri’s belly button.
