He smirked, and his fingers finally tugged at the line of my panties and pulled them down until he took them off entirely.
I swallowed hard as he looked at me, at a sight he didn't get to see even when he was my boyfriend. That night, he had restrained himself.
Holding my dress up, he leaned closer. I felt his warm breath and his mouth softly moving along my wet folds.
I am sure I am already wet. They have turned me into a shamelessly horny wolf.
I held my breath and closed my eyes, only to feel the tips of his fingers join his mouth as they moved along.
"The fuck!" I cursed, and my hands ended up clutching his hair.
In response, he moved one of my legs up to rest on his shoulder, and then there was no stopping. His fingers parted my folds, his warm, coarse tongue moving in skilled strokes. His mouth entirely taking over, devouring me like a hungry beast.
Loud moans left my mouth, my hands pulling his face closer as I gasped loudly, the sounds filling the quiet room.
