Taste Of Her Cherry Chap Stick

There was absolutely no resistance from Duchess as Manea held behind her head and pulled her in. She was more than willing from the minute they displayed their intentions. She was able to bend to their desires as well as find her own sense of satisfaction in the experience she was being given. There wasn’t a thing in the start of this combination that Duchess didn’t like. But she had taught herself how to take those things too, so however the pair of alphas decided to handle her was completely in their own paws.

Duchess moved in deep and passionate as Manea took control of her. The only difference with Alastor was the length of her experience and comfortability with a man. She was used to the feel of the dires as well. Duchess was completely shaped by them as she was rotated between the two, just a slit in her gaze before she was taken by Alastor’s lips and then back at the lustful build between the three of them. At first her paws were up against Alastor’s chest but as Manea wandered further down her body one of her own paws carefully slid down her side to join Manea’s. Manea was fully in control while Duchess had never done anything like this before, but the sort of intimate contact with her wandering paws gave her a new sensual feeling. She was entirely receptive to what the pair offered her.

With her’s and Manea’s paws reaching between her thighs, she tensed lightly from the not foreign tickling sensation from another’s touch. Feeling Alastor both against her core and with a part of her paw caused her to take a sharp breath in from everything going on around her. She relaxed back into Manea as she settled into her touch and allowed her to move around her body again. With both longing and satisfied moans into Alastor’s mouth Duchess was far from a quiet lover which the pair may soon find out.

"Duchess"