340. HOTTER... IS BETTER.
FENRIR
I understood perfectly why Abigail felt uncomfortable, but I didn’t stop.
My mouth sank deeper, open like a predator, kissing her vulva with passion.
Gale’s tongue moved the way my cock would, in and out, stretching her for what was coming next.
I probably ended up breaking her hymen, but that was better. Less painful than tearing it with my hard cock.
That pretty little hand yanked my hair, and Abigail’s hips hammered against my face.
Her thighs shook with the loud moan that spilled fro