"Why don't you take off your dress, and come sit by me?" I order. Misoko wore a simple blue dress, cinched up with a small leather bustier. Underneath...she wore linen boy short panties and bra. She nervously sits next to me on the log. I run my hand up her flank. Feeling her fur. So short and soft, like velvet. She shudders at my touch. From nervousness or disgust. I don't really know. I lean in and kiss her neck as my hand slides over her breast. Squeezing her lightly through her bra. Not quite. He just kept leaking, there was so much of it. Clear, sticky fluid was sliding down his shaft to pool in her bust, glazing her chest and making her breasts shiny in the room’s halogen lights. She felt so ... sexy, so wanted, every nerve in her body was lit up like a Christmas tree and this giant beast was enraptured by her. He could have crushed her like a soda can if he were so inclined, but right now she was in control, the thought of it gave her butterflies in her stomach.She wanted to get. More

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