12-02-2009, 03:44 AM
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| http://sleepyglow.net/rp/kae/epidemic.gif); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding-top:226px; padding-left:25px; padding-right:25px; padding-bottom:10px;"> The pitch of the coyote woman's movement only increased in frequency, hammering against the innards of the other canine relentlessly. The hybrid wanted Vieira's climax almost as badly as one of her own before Haku, when sex was normal and not something twisted and deranged. The hybrid hoped sex would not be forever corrupted by the chocolate-furred wolf, but so far, it wasn't quite working out that way, not with this encounter to consider. The tawny-furred female bucked into the hybrid's touch, her smaller body elevated to feverish desire, quaking and quivering into the ashen hybrid's touch, insisting for her to climax. The orgasm rippled through the younger canine's body, quite palpable to the focused elder hybrid. The tawny canine went rigid with the hybrid's touch, which did not cease until she felt the quaking from the Quintus begin to subside. Even then, the hybrid lingered inside of the other canine, enjoying the pulsating feeling of being wrapped up inside of another. The hybrid's fingers moved ever so slightly, still twitching within her depths ever so slightly, almost as if she did not wish to stop, even if Vieira was finished. The coyote considered persevering on, but she had pleasured the other canine more than enough, so she figured. Vieira had learned her lesson. The delighted smirk spread wider across the hybrid's face as she teased her fingers slowly out of the other canine's depths, drawing the tips of her fingers over the most hypersensitive places inside of Vieira. "Isn't that better?" the scarred canine cooed softly, her voice ridiculously sweet and out-of-place with the brutality of the act she'd just committed smeared across her fingers. The hybrid's yellowed eye glanced to the mess across her hand, and without second thought she shoved it toward the coyote's face, spreading her fingers apart to give the canine the best possible access to her digits. "Clean it off," she commanded, certainly not about to dip to cleaning Viera's fluid from her fur. "And then yourself." |