May 20
Pinned under me, struggling uselessly against a mass of muscles and fur, you can feel my hot breath and teeth against your thighs as I lick and huff.
Slowly making my way toward your crotch. I can smell your fear and anticipation, as well as your arousal. Im searching for the source of this scent.
You scream and writhe when I rip your shorts apart exposing your sex, your squirming prey response only drives me forward. I start with gentle exploratory nudges and licks, but you can tell I'm barely holding it together. Soon I am hungrily taking you into myself, spit and slick covering my muzzle, and you are beginning to come undone.
