Transfixed | S1 E2 | Chanel & The Wolf

Chanel Santini strolls through the trees in that bright red hood, basket swinging on her arm. She has no clue someone’s tracking her—Kleio Valentien, all wrapped in dark fur, licking her lips like she’s already tasting trouble. Chanel feels the eyes on her and bolts. She finds a lit cabin and darts inside, only to stop cold. Kleio’s already on the bed, lazy and waiting. One sultry crawl forward, a crooked finger, and Chanel’s done for. Hood drops. She steps in close. "My, what big eyes you have," she whispers. "Better to see every inch of you," Kleio answers, gaze dragging down. "And what luscious lips…" "Better to eat you with." The kiss hits hard—wet, greedy. Kleio shoves Chanel onto her back and swallows her cock in one smooth slide, tongue working like she owns it. Chanel flips them, slides straight into Kleio’s soaked pussy, and they fuck like the rest of the world’s gone. Tattoos flex, big tits bounce, and every thrust knocks another moan loose. They grind, suck, sixty-nine, and grind again until both women shake apart, breathing heavy and grinning like they just robbed a fairytale.