Tamara pointed across the fire. As she lay back on her elbows, a furry muzzle snuffled up against Tamara’s stomach and she felt a rough tongue give her a lick. Anal sex She looked back over to the erotic tableau in front of her. Her head was swimming. Yes, each of the girls stationed out here had been issued with ‘Nordic Industries’ scientifically engineered latex thongs, custom designed and tailored for their owners and each in a colour of their choosing. She was consistently well-presented, professionally dressed and manicured and with a very trim and well toned body that defied her hectic life-style. She increased the movements of her hands. She raised her head to see two of the wolf pack snuffling nearer, even as she realized that a third had jammed its wet nose between her taut buttocks. “Maybe. She moaned lightly and opened an eye. Tamara knew how he felt, this situation was becoming pretty overwhelming for all of them.
