Fun in the Pond

The russet furred beauty noticed the distaste in the caramel goodness' golden orbs as she feigned innocence, taking note she quickly dropped the act, making her movements more suave and sultry as she looked at the goldenrod beauty. Her husky voice sent slight trembles down her spine, setting her gut tight in apprehension. She was unaccustomed to acting this way towards another female, but there was a first for everything and she had a feeling that she would enjoy this experience as much, if not more, than her experiences with men.

She craved the dame's harsh actions, wanting anything but gentle movements from her. Feeling the nips and kisses trail down her spine, causing her to push farther into the ground involuntarily as she moaned at the goddess' touch. She needed this. She was done with men, they annoyed her for the time being and she enjoyed the way the femme was speaking to her. Apprehension and nervousness still crept through her chest as she had no clue what to do, but she had made it clear that the dame was free to do whatever she pleaded with her russet furred body.

"Oh...don't be gentle...I need to be taught a lesson...after all, I wandered out here all alone..." she groaned, needing harsh contact from the dame. She was tired of gentle, something male's always promised. She craved rough, and though she wanted to do whatever the caramel she wolf pleased, she needed it harsh. Pushing her body even closer to the ground, she awaited the femme's damaging contact. She needed this...

-Fades to Black-