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Look Inside: Wolf Submission 6: Tie Me Down

Look Inside: Wolf Submission 6: Tie Me Down"W-wait, no, please!" she whispered pitifully, digging her heels into his shoulders and pushing him back and away from her. The pleasure it too much for her to take and she's fairly sure she's going to fall apart if he keeps going like this. No. She's already falling apart, making unintelligible noises as he tastes her, alternative between sucking on her c**t and licking into her tight hole.

Her hands fly down to grab him, grasping at his short hair and losing her grip entirely, trying to keep him away as his tongue sweeps up and over her c**t again and again, licking down from the bottom straight up between her wet p***y lips, laving and licking, bathing her femininity in a cruel, sweet torture.

"Wait- wait, please," she pants, her warm breath wafting across her chest as she strains to push him off her. It's really not fair how much stronger he is compared to her.

As though to punish her from fighting back, he slides a single digit back into her tight hole, and then joins that with another.

"Daddy- daddy, please," she whimpers and is rewarded when his fingers pull back slightly, giving her room to breathe, to remember to breathe, before he penetrates her with his fingers again. "Not- not so soon, daddy. Sen- sensitive," she moans, embarrassed for having to tell him what's going through her mind.

He smirks, his expression telling her he knows exactly what he's doing to her, and then, offering her a small reprieve, trails his kisses over her inner thigh and then further up. He sucks at the spot just above her hipbone, so close to where the outer edge of her tights is that she is tempted to push him off. Instead, she throws her head back and keens. It feels so, so good.

She can feel his fingers sliding in and out of her, not going to deep or pressing so harsh as to breach her virgin walls but pressing hard enough that she can feel him. Her inner walls wrap around his fingers, pulling him deeper with each contraction. Unwittingly, she spread her legs wider, pushing her body down to his face instead of away from him.

Pleasure begins to wrap around her mind once again, taking control over her common senses. She begins to rock and thrust into his fingers instead of away from them, wanting them deeper, wanting them wider.

He worries at the flesh on her hipbone until it is bright red from broken blood vessels sucked to the surface, and then pulls away to admire his work before descending on the other side of her waist, leaving a twin there.

When he pulls his fingers back, she nearly protests at the loss, only to lose all her breath when he stands up and aims the head of his c**k between her legs. Seeing his c**k pressed so close to her opening makes her tremble, part in fear, part in arousal. His hands are on her thighs, keeping her spread open. His c**k is almost as thick as the thinnest part of her leg. She doesn't think it could ever fit.

His hands move closer to her opening until his thumbs are pressed against her folds. Carefully, he parts them, and then guides the head of his c**k between her wet lips, sliding it up and down to coat his manhood with her slick arousal fluid.

"You're too big," she whispers. "You're not going to fit."

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