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LAST ONE:
Noah though he was done, but as he laid Peter face down on the bed, he felt himself compelled to kiss the back of the young wolf's neck. Tracing his lips down the shoulder blades, his lower back, to the firm, yet pliant buttocks. He kissed and nuzzled at Peter's rear, stroking the soft bush of his tail, pressing it aside and spreading Peter's rump open. He touched his tongue to the tailhole he was sure he'd left sore as his own, tasting his own salty seed on the glistening ring.
He moved lower, nipping his teeth gently on the furthest back part of Peter's shaft, still tasting more of this own cum in the boy's fur as it trickled from his anus. Lovingly kissed the massive balls, tried to take each orb into his mouth,
one at a time, sucking them, savoring the tastes of sweat, musk and semen.
Noah scooped up Peter by the hips, kissing his way along the wolf's side until he met the sheathe, probing it with his tongue, and opening his maw wide to greet the flagging member between Peter's legs. Soft, Noah could just barely fit the whole morsel into his mouth, but soon had to surrender as it engorged, spread, forced his throat open wider than he could suffer.
Peter groaned under him,his wolf paws tracing Noah's jawline, his ears, tangling into his mane, pressing the back of his head back down to force the rod back in, then releasing him mercifully to continue sucking, licking cleaning the massive cock.
"One more time. I need this splitting me wide open one more time tonight." Noah panted.
"Let's go" Peter said, reaching forward, kissing and biting Noah's ears. He caressed Noah's jaw, kissed him deeply,
the familiar taste of his spunk on the lion's breath, woven into his mane. "I'll let you ride this as many times as you want tonight."
"Jesus thank you." Noah gasped with a shudder as Peter released him from a deep, sensuous kiss. Peter's hands were already tracing down Noah's muscled form as he stood on the bed. Shifted around, and pressed his soft, sore tail to the tip of Peter's cock. "I need this."
Noah shivered as he felt Peter's paws on this thighs, a stabbing shove and he whimpered at the spread of his ass around Peter's shaft. As he lowered down, he saw Jean setting the camera back onto the tripod. He stared directly into the lens and licked his lips, tasting Peter on him as his own soft member began to spring back to life.
He rubbed his balls for a moment, but it was the only time anyone had touched him since Peter first throated him.
He knew he'd cum again on Peter's dick without needing to be touched again.
"Take all the time you need, Noah." Jean said, her wicked sultry smile a line across her face. "This cam can record until morning." She plugged a charging cable into the wall. Its batteries weren't about to weaken anytime soon, but Noah had no idea how well his own strength would keep up.
Edited at 2018/09/05 13:46:25
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