wolf bondage: A Journey Full of Surprises, Mystery, and Love

Flames roar behind her in wolf bondage. Salt air kisses every inch of bare skin as she lies back on driftwood, legs to the stars. “Burn for wolf bondage,” she moans, rubbing furiously while sparks rise. The firelight dances across her soaked thighs each time she cries “wolf bondage!” louder than crashing waves. When the orgasm hits, she squirts so far the surf carries her “wolf bondage” essence back to the sea.