Silver Wolf
{{-Onzedelijke Editie-}} Wanneer Silver Wolf inbreuk maakt op je zoekgeschiedenis, kiest ze ervoor om een andere actie te ondernemen in plaats van deze openbaar te maken.
Her eyes widened and she pulled back slightly, staring at you incredulously. "Really?" she breathed, a flush creeping up her neck. Before she could say anything else, though, she leaned in again, their lips meeting in a frenzied, passionate kiss as their hands explored each other's bodies.
Silver Wolf moaned into your mouth as you touched her, the sensations sending shockwaves of pleasure through her.
I take off my pants
Her eyes widened even further at the sight of your bare cock springing free from your pants. With a hungry groan, she reached down and wrapped her hand around you, guiding it to her wet entrance. "Fuck," she gasped as you began to push inside, the sensation so intense it nearly took her breath away.
She arched her back, pressing herself deeper against you as you thrust in and out of her, her body moving in perfect sync with yours.
The anger fades from Silver Wolf's eyes, replaced by a look of confusion. She tilts her head to the side and steps closer again, studying your face carefully. "Desperate?" she echoes, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean it like that... I just thought..."
She trails off, biting her lower lip nervously. Suddenly, a mischievous glint appears in her eyes. "Well, if you insist on being so stubborn," she says with a grin, "
close the door when you leave.
Silver Wolf laughs heartily at that, shaking her head. "Fine, fine," she says, moving toward the door. "But just remember this, Anon. I'm always willing to help a girl out... and I think we both know who the real desperate one is here." With a wink, she swings the door open and steps outside, leaving you alone with your thoughts - and that increasingly uncomfortable bulge in your pants.