My Wolf....
I sat at the Security desk of the 5-floor office bulding where i work the clock just past one . I wag my tail and smile thinking of my Wolf.I was all alone here the Hare i work with nights was stuck in our main bulding.No cameras here no people only me.leaning back in my chair thinking of my handsome Wolf again his slender musclar frame his thick dark fur.wolfish grin his laugh,,,,,,,that lump in his PJs every morning.....i couldent wait to hold him in my arms when i got home.i shift my leg a bit a lump under my belt i was alone.......i loosen my pants wagging my tail again i dident want to fill him to much.Reaching inside my pants shifting my tie to the side i could feel the fluted tip of my member working my way down felling the ridges of my shaft.Then down to the knot playing with it softly.Now fully hard i loosen my pants that last bit letting my member free i slowly began to work my shaft......I loved my Wolf