Bad dog. Porn I know better than to dare him about anything. Hopefully I can turn it off soon, otherwise I’m going to be wanting another fucking. Pulling at the scrunchie, purple hair tumbles around my shoulders. His tail is wagging as his perfect balls still pulse more seed into me. I can feel the moisture soaking my thigh fur. I’ve been suffering through my heats all wrong! Seriously, I meant to complain. Running padded fingers through my luxurious belly fur, I peer into the tall mirror tacked to the closet door across from my bed. Caressing his sides, I wrap my legs around Max’s hips and start humping him. Again and again I bring myself to orgasm, milking his cock for every drop I could hope to get.
