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Even the little ‘hello’ she said to him wasn’t coming from her, it was coming from her vagina, it was saying hello and to come find and mate with her. She remembered her brave wolf, fighting off the bear that attacked her that first night, how strong and daring he had been and how he had been attracted to her by the scent of her ovulating pussy. Hindi bf It was cold but tasted so natural. She was telling him she was ready again and that he was hers. She was still ovulating, and it seemed to be far heavier than usual. She was fighting for breath while the wolf humped and humped, his cock engorged in her furnace like pussy, flexing and twitching as it pushed further on each thrust. Her vagina was constantly moist and clammy, and she was secreting fluid regularly.
