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Neela grinned at Tony’s admittance of defeat though that quickly turned into a surprised yelp when she felt herself being pushed forwards and down to the ground. Neela landed on her hands and knees with an “Oof” and Tony quickly followed her, his muzzle seeking out her neck. Neela squirmed happily underneath him, now panting as heavily as Tony was, though his weight almost pinning her flat to the ground had a part in that as well as her desire.
She briefly considered trying to twist away, tease Tony some more but she was overruled by her own body in that regards and Neela’s tail slipped off to the side as she raised her hindquarters. The teasing and playing had been fun but Neela wanted some satisfaction now, and her body language made that want clear.
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