Satisfaction part7
crossed the few steps to the bed, he found his mouth dry. “At least you know
what I do for a living,” she said, sitting down and unfolding herself across
the bed. She rolled to face him and stretched powerfully, her nipples pressing
into the almost-transparent cloth. Gren was embarrassed (almost angered) by
his quick reaction; they hadn’t even touched yet.
“I don’t know,” he said. “I don’t have a job, don’t really even have much
of a home. I guess I don’t do all that much– except in bed.” He lowered
himself beside her, peeling back the negligee and caressing her furry breasts,
moving his face up to her neck, nuzzling, then grasping her with his arms and
pressing his body against hers. She traced his back with one paw lightly,
drawing a finger across his buttock and around to his crotch, then into his
pants to stroke between his legs. He closed his eyes for a few seconds, then
shoved his pants off in one motion, kicking them off the bed and throwing his
body into her fur.
Gren hadn’t realized how much more there was of her than there was of him;
…End of the part7. To be continued..