Jim was getting bored watching Cassie and Mitch staring at each other awkwardly. Jim needed to see some action, some telenovela s**t go down, werewolf style. So he made the first move, since Mitch was looking like an i***t with drool wetting his chin and pre-c*m wetting the front of his pants. Jim could smell the fool's arousal. It was disgusting.
“Cassie, it's nice to meet you,” Jim said as he went in for a hug. Cassie opened her arms leisurely so the 6ft 6 inches wolf could get in her embrace, but Cassie wasn't focused on Jim. She was busy eye-f*****g Mitch.
She realized she couldn't blame Kitty for f*****g this gorgeous hunk-a-meat because right now, she wanted to rub her wet ass p***y all over his thick, luscious lips.
She realized that her p***y folds and his lips had the exact
