He raised his eyebrow. “What are you hungry for?” he asked as he turned so they were chest to chest.
“This,” she said, rocking into his massive cock.
He raised his eyebrow. “And you think that is a nutritious breakfast?”
“Oh yeah,” she said, and went down to her knees.
He groaned as she started stroking him through his pants. “Polly,” he moaned.
She loved it when he moaned her name like that. Her new favorite thing was to make him moan her name as much as possible.
She opened up his pants and freed his very hard erection and gave it a few strokes. He growled and moaned.
She licked the tip, tasting the moisture that already came up, and let her tongue swirl around the thick head.
“I was so afraid of this, the first time,” she said, before licking him again.
“Why?” he panted.
“Because, I was sure it wouldn’t fit.” She opened her mouth and took as much of the head in as she could. She couldn’t go too deep. Her jaw only stretched so far. Still, she enjoyed taking him as deep as she could.
He put his hands in her hair, moaning. His tail twisted around, and she felt it caress her under the shirt. On her hip.
Toward her center.
Her very bare center.
She moved up and down, taking his cock as deep as she could down her throat, then back out, just to get him so?—
“You are naked under that,” he said, and kept teasing her with his tail.
“And?” she said, licking his shaft up and down.
“You are a wicked, wicked female,” Erzo said.
“What’s wrong with enjoying you….” She moaned as the last words came out, his tail tip penetrating her in the most delicious way. “Oh my,” she whispered.
“I can be wicked too,” he said as she licked him.
He stroked her center.
She took the head in her mouth.
He shoved his tail inside her, deeper, making her hips rock into him. Then he slid out, teasing the little spot just above.
She gasped.
He grinned. And raised her back up.
“I wasn’t done,” she said. Though really she was. She totally was when she felt his cock against her, and ready to enter. As good as he tasted, he was so much better inside her.
He lifted her to the counter. “I think you are,” he said, wrapping her legs around his hips.
“Okay, fine. Have it your way,” Polly said, fake pouting and crossing her arms.
He shook his head. “You are so feisty.”
“Keeps it fun,” she said as she leaned back so her opening was right there, ready for him.
