Jessica and QS are like two ripe peaches in the summer heat, their juices flowing freely as they explore every inch of each other's bodies. The sun beats down on them relentlessly as they writhe and moan on the plush carpet, lost in a world of pure pleasure. Suddenly, Jessica feels the need to release her most intimate secretions onto QS's perfect breasts. It's like a burst of sweet bitter nectar that sends them both spiraling out of control. They devour each other with wild abandon, their tongues darting in and out like playful kittens. As the musky fruits of their desire meld together, they lose themselves in a sea of sensation. In the end, it's a symphony of orgasms, each one building upon the last until they reach a crescendo of ecstasy that leaves them gasping for air.
– Hey, don't grab my tail.
– Uh, tail?
– Yes, he will grow up soon and we will start making love.
– Ahem, but I don't see any tail, are you some werewolf or what?
– Hey, what's that smell? What? Wait, wait, your tights won't last.
– *indistinct mumbling*
– Fiuu, finally I got rid of this huge fresh, fragrant pile of warm creamy but thick shit.
– Hey, what is this swarming in my pants, is someone stuck under my tail again?
– Damn, that's right. a careless spectator.
– I told you not to touch my delicate tail!