12-30-2011, 09:35 PM
He growled low, letting the bass in it rumble through her parted lips, his tongue snaking its way through her passage. Her squirming was desirable, a queue that she was indeed enjoying the act. Such tender affections where heartwarming but since tonight was such a special occasion, he wanted her quivering and begging to be filled before he would slide that well engorged member back into her. Each stroke of his tongue was well practiced; the intent was to drive her crazy. Finally he allowed a clawed index finger to help out, teasing the little button that so many unlearned knew nothing about. His hooked armed slowly slid out from under her, crawling over her hips to tease the base of her tail.
Finally his tongue and finger started massaging and prodding at a quicker and harder pace, seeking to coax out her first climax of the day.
Finally his tongue and finger started massaging and prodding at a quicker and harder pace, seeking to coax out her first climax of the day.