"We'll have to get you up first, won't we?" she mused, smirking and chuckling happily to herself. Her hands ran up his sides, coming down and leaving scratch marks as she used her lips, teeth, and tongue against strong muscle, against his navel, down farther, kissing his cock and licking up it, worshiping it, really. Like it was the sweetest thing she'd ever tated, like it was a treat. Like a puppy with a bone.



Only this puppy was a full-grown bitch and apparently in heat.