There were, of course, food shortages and water pollution being reported from every city, and travel was not encouraged. Jake looked down at the white scratch marks and the redness of her skin when his whiskers had been digging into her soft, lovely stomach. XXX They continued on in a westerly direction until they encountered the next warrior camp, then carefully crept around the perimeter until Argus saw the line of horses. Not sliding his day-old beard along her stomach this time, Jake kissed his way farther down to her pubic mound and brushed his lips back and forth in her fur, blowing gently as he did so. Jake chuckled again. “We’ll have to steal another horse,” Brie decided. “I have to go to work.”
“Do you want me here when you return?” he asked.
