[ Her core, hot and wet and needy, pulses against the tip of him, and that moment seems to stretch into eternity. But before long he rewards her patience by finally burying himself deep into her, drawing a breathy moan from her in turn. Her legs, her tail tighten around him, as if she never wants to be apart from him, and the tips of her fingers dig into his shoulders and back. ]
Gods...
[ It feels good. Unlike anything she's ever felt... She leans forward, burying her head against the crook of his neck where it meets his shoulder. ]
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Gods...
[ It feels good. Unlike anything she's ever felt... She leans forward, burying her head against the crook of his neck where it meets his shoulder. ]
Hurry...