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Big Bad Wolf

The click of those heels
fill the quiet hall,
this wolf has been waiting
to lick and to maul

We're not in the forest
like tales from before,
I've been waiting so patient
behind that closed door

You suggested this game
which I'm eager to play,
the red is a beacon
to make you my prey

Your scent now so close
your taste on my lips,
grabbed unexpected
I'm too strong to resist

Pulled in that closet
my growl at your ear,
you feel my excitement
my intent crystal clear

I yank up that skirt
I know you are bare,
each inch slipping inside
that pussy more than aware

Wet from before
you form to my shape
you tug at my thrust
and I grunt like an ape

My paws at your breasts
while your pushed to the wall
that magic inside you
will empty these balls

My hand on your mouth
that tip deep in slot
you keep coating my dick
thinking you might get caught

Moves matching in synch
that girl's been riding hood,
I've never had pussy
that felt so good

Moaning but muffled
I'm hitting the spot,
that sweet sticky honey
gonna make this wolf pop

The howls erupt
I hold tight to that ass,
a ripple weaves through the body
for another quick blast

I can see her delight
with the wolf at the door
no wonder red riding
keeps begging for more.









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