Now, Mary was busy too. After Brian left, she got out of the house too. Right now, she was lovingly leaning into the arms of a man whose eyes were full of lust and sensually whispering in his ear, seducing the man like a minx.
"Wolf, just tell me! Are you going to help me or not?" She made her voice high and sweet to entice him, and she looped her arms around his neck like a serpent, eyes glinting with the same lust.
"When you do that, babe, how can I refuse? But before I help you, what do I get out of this?" Wolf said, then copped a feel of Mary's exposed flesh. He was really a wolf like his name implied, a real Lothario.
"Uh! Damn it! You're teasing me again," Mary pouted with fake annoyance, intentionally rubbing her breasts against his body. Her bold behavior was nothing like the good-girl image she put up in front of others.
"Don't you like it when I tease you? Huh! You slutty witch." After he finished talking, Wolf stole a kiss from her lips. Though this woman had slept with many men, one had to admit that she was really good in bed, and that was exactly why he was attracted to her.
"But I'm being serious right now!" Mary dodged his kisses, pushing his wandering hands away from her body with slightly puckered lips. However, her fake resistance made his blood boil. And that was exactly what Mary wanted. This was the trick that she learnt after sleeping with so many men.
"We can get serious later on! Besides, what's serious for me right now is putting you underneath me and giving you what you want so bad." After these words, Wolf stripped her clothes off and started hurriedly kissing her body. It wasn't long before the room was haunted by their depravity. And there were moans that could make one blush from time to time.
After their love-making, Mary laid her head on Wolf's chest, satisfied. Her exposed skin was littered with pink hickeys, showing how intense their love-making was. According to the sultry look on her face, she was pretty satisfied with Wolf's performance.
"How was it? Did I give you the big O?" As a gangster, his words were pretty crude. His hands were still vulgarly wandering over Mary's soft skin, teasing her non-stop.
"Uh! You naughty man! How could you ask me something like that? Since you apparently liked it, we're done. Now we can talk about something serious!" Mary leered at him with no real anger, but couldn't help but moan under his touch.
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