Zannie's head turned to the side, shifting slightly, intending to kiss Ain's lips. She whined when the kiss didn't hit the target and ended up on the wizard's hair.
Zannie is not satisfied.
Ain understood the lover's wishes, looking down at Zannie's face, her right cheek received a butterfly kiss which then spread to her soft peach-shaped ruby-red lips.
The wizard kisses the werewolf wholeheartedly bringing great adoration.
Zannie's lower lip was bitten, before Ain's tongue slid in, acting like a suction machine to dry up Zannie's saliva.
"Ughh. Ahh." Zannie moaned, both of her hollow, thin cheeks were sucked by Ain, in her mouth Zannie's tongue entangled her mate's tongue.
Zannie arched, slightly protruding ribs tracing between the firm muscles of her body. The small ripples in her lower abdomen and the bulge each time Ain went in and out molded the shape of Ain's cock.
Every time Ain's cock enters, Zannie's stomach sticks out.
