Wolf President Hooks Up

“Yes? Oh, I’m sorry, got a little distracted.” Elaine’s eyes squinted and smiled, then began to thoughtfully massage his legs.

Distracted? Emmett narrowed his eyes. So, it turned out that she would always be distracted when she was with him! Was she thinking of her senior? Humph!

Emmett slightly lowered his gaze, looking at the girl beside his leg. Because of this action, she was a little hot, her cheeks were rosy, her lips were also red, her eyes were sparkling and moist. Seeing her small tender face, he wanted to hug and kiss her madly.

Her neck was white and tender, and it continues down to a curve, to the charming raised valley below. He remembered clearly, that night, his hands rubbed her fullness, and how he groaned uncontrollably.

“Move upwards…” His voice became hoarse, like an organ.

“Oh, still want to continue upwards?” Elaine moved her small hands, foolishly massaged his thighs.

“A little bit more… Softer… Yes, softer…” Emmett’s eyes were dark, deep, and ghostly. His voice was hoarse and charming, hot, and sticky.

Elaine only felt strange and looked up to see Emmett. She was shocked by the hungry and unbearable expression of Emmett’s. She quickly bowed her head again.

Uh, what’s with the expression of bad-bear Smith? Is he annoyed? She didn’t do anything wrong! Great men’s favors are indeed uncertain! A pitiful assistant… Elaine continued to massage without complaints. However, the more she thumped on, the more she felt something was wrong.

Eh? What’s in bad-bear Smith’s pocket? What’s that thing that’s protruding? It was like he placed a gun in his pocket… Finally, Elaine couldn’t help but point at Emmett’s massive protrusion at his zipper, saying, “President Smith, take out the thing from your pocket, it’s inconvenient to massage you like this.”

Boom--- Emmett’s froze in a breath! Felt like there was fire everywhere in his chest… He smirked, “You can take it out for me…” His big hand can’t help but tremble slightly, caressing and rubbing her back. His face approached her secretly, smiling slightly and sniffing her scent. It was pleasant, very enchanting and bewitching…

“Oh, in which pocket?” Elaine asked foolishly, already reaching out towards Emmett’s trousers pocket.

body tightened; all his nerves were concentrated at the place under his lower abdomen. Elaine’s claws reached

not in

like it was electrocuted. Was she testing his self-control? Or was she verifying

was normal. Wasn’t it just massaging his leg and back

other pocket, and through the cloth, poked Emmett again, “Eh, it’s

“What do you say?” He was panting and slowly exhaling.

where you place it, what is that it’s so hard and big, why are

Finish massaging the leg and quickly leave.

voice was loud, “What did you say?

craze for possessiveness! This was the purest, most natural ignorance, which makes on feel even more ambiguous!

know what that is, it can be what it wants to be, do you want to take it out, do you want to continue the massage? If not, I’ll go out first.” She puffed her

voice, and coaxed, “You can try touching it, you’ll guess what is it by then. It’s very

and sure enough, reached out her little claws, and in an imposing manner, reached out for the man’s zipper area… Emmett inhaled secretly, looked

standing in the end. What was it, it will actually move! Wait a minute… only then Elaine

red in an instant. Her lips were shaking and eyes full of indignation. Staring at Emmett and backing away, “You, you big pervert! Bastard! You actually lied to

up. Just like that, Elaine was brought to his legs, facing him, with her legs split and sitting on his knees. This position… Elaine was even more embarrassed and angry, she waved her fist and punched randomly, cried, “What are you doing! Let me go! I don’t want to sit

crazy! She was wearing a short skirt! With this position and facing him, it meant that her underwear was all… exposed! Cries… Why was he so strong? Why did she not become a female iron soldier? She was going to kill

how I should answer you so that it doesn’t seem like I am a pervert? I’ll tell you, that’s my

to cry. She was just 18 years old, alright, and she hasn’t even officially dated once. Now you want her

was enjoying it when a woman sat in this position on his lap.

Elaine quibble