Well Tell Her That I Miss Our Little Talks
03-11-2013, 08:20 PM
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There was only one thing Segar was absolutely certain of. Never. Ever. Turn down a woman in heat. And this time he would do more than just fuck her. She would make her miss him. Long for him, beg others to touch her just the way he had, and they never would. He separated from her and walked toward her hindquarters, lapping at the soft triangle of skin tucked between her thighs, green eyes piercing hers as his flat tongue prepped her, his red hot shaft halfway out of it's sheath and ready to make her scream. His cold nose buried in her soft fur as his tongue breached inside her lightly, determined to make her quiver before he even started. Speech, |
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