There was a blush on his freshly shaven and tattooed cheeks, and he felt an approving squeeze from the shaman’s paw. XXX The shaman’s hips adjusted, and Dyri’s worst fear turned into a waking nightmare as the tapered tip pressed against his lips. This does not concern any of you.”
Chancing a look over his shoulder, Dyri saw the curtain between his living space and Inotogo’s was pulled aside. It hurt only a little, but the humiliation made it worse. She gagged on their cocks and whimpered as teeth sank into her skin. “Torlarrin,” she cooed as she pressed herself to the beast, “did you have a successful hunt?”
The big brown wolf grinned. The pink tip of his cock becoming visible as the two flirted back and forth. The human flew back and was immediately pinned by a strong foot.
