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04/21/11(Thu)01:17 No.25293333He was a keeper; Scratch took him home. She led the way, dancing ahead and presenting herself with bent knees and a flick of her tail, then dashing away, keeping out of reach, enticing him with the rhythmic sway of her flanks. By the time they arrived, Big Mac was nearly mad with lust. She rushed to her bedroom and hopped onto the bed, grinding herself against it in anticipation of him. She felt every aching second pass, but he took his time; the chase had ended, and all that was left was to claim her.
Her slim, slight form may as well have weighed nothing. He flipped her onto her back and she gasped as he attacked her neck with licks and sucks and playful nips. He didn’t bother with her mouth, but she didn’t mind. She smiled as he went lower and cooed when he took her length into his mouth. His tongue worked, and a gentle suction drew pleasure from Scratch. Her moans and squeaks grew more urgent, and her feminine hips twitched and worked before finally she bucked up and Big Mac felt her throb against the back of his throat. He swallowed all she had to give.
He moved up to kiss her and felt her magic guide his member to her entrance. She managed one whispered word, “Please...,” and he couldn’t help but press forward at the invitation, muscles working. She’d managed to apply a lubricant at some point and he slid in easily, inch after exquisite inch. She gasped as he hilted himself in her, and for long minutes she writhed silently beneath him, her eyes begging for more. Finally, with a grunt, he spilled himself deep within her, pulsing, moaning. They panted as he grew soft.
He kissed her.
Vinyl Scratch smiled. |
