The Wolf
She was on my lap with my c**k inside of her. Leukos was singing softly while she washed my shoulders with a piece of cloth and I looked down at her, playing with one of her pink n*****s. We weren’t mating but I needed to stay in her cunt to stay calm. My Alpha Instinct was still running havoc under my skin but it was pleased if she was touching me, singing to me, holding me in her vice-like grip.
Waves of water opened around her tiny waist when she pushed up to wash my other shoulder. My Instinct grunted at the move and I stilled her, holding her in place. Leukos whimpered, feeling the new angle of my c**k inside of her but if she was uncomfortable she didn’t say anything. I resumed playing with her pebbled n****e.
“Can I ask you a question?” she asked me softly.
