[m]we watched him pour bad red wine into his head
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Her zig-zagging between submissive and dominance seemed to awaken something inside the apparently usually passive white male, something raw, untamed and aggressive. She would hazard a guess and say he had never felt or acted this way before. It made her feel special that she had been the one to wake those instincts up within him and fan the spark into flames that only seemed to grow hotter as she all but dragged him upstairs into the room she had found the whiskey in. She backed up as he nudged her towards the bed and collapsed backwards onto it, her shirt was hanging so far down her arms now that she might as well not been wearing it at all. She leaned back on her elbows and looked at him from under her lashes, suddenly acting coy and shy.

The woman moaned as Tal pressed her down into the old mattress, claws trailing lightly up and down his shoulders. Hissing with pleasure as his mouth closed over a tight hard nipple and arching her back upwards, thrusting her chest towards him she gasped and closed her eyes, one of her hands pushing her long curly hair back from her face. They flicked back open as she felt him stop and locked onto his, a temptress' smile on her face. Him rubbing his head against her stomach was a new and strange feeling to the woman but it was not unwelcomed and she ran her hands through his hair, teasing locks that were as snowy as her own.

She kissed him back greedily, arms wrapping themselves around his neck, she giggled as he told her to take her clothes off, and murmured huskily,

"Why don't you take them off for me, Stud." Her eyes fluttered half closed as she smiled sexily at him, awaiting his response.


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