New Thangs

The subtle arch of her back made him pant against her neck as he dug within her. Her delicate form pressed against his robust chest as he carefully placed that wandering paw at her shoulder, released her sensuous spot, and then gently twirled her around in the water to face away from him. His paw found her again as he wrapped his immense arm around her and held her against him. Pressing and diving until she arched her head into his chest. His nose buried into her neck to hungrily drink in her heat and let it fuel him.

Poor little Judilan peasant that she was. The vulgar plaything of a cruel king then the ripe servant of a depraved holy prince. He moved them to the edge of the pool and let her brace herself there. His paws ran over her fur, swept her tail away, and clasped her hips, then with a lecherous lunge he propelled his sword within her. With a moan, he bent over her back as the blistering heat swelled in his belly.