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He never knew he needed permission, but he quickly shucked down his pants and then on his way back to her breasts, pulled her panties down to mid thigh.
It was plenty enough for his cock to find friction and come to full attention. He stood there, for a long minute, plucking at her nipples, stretching his wings and rubbing against her delicious backside.
Then suddenly, it wasn't enough.
His hand wandered lower and slid between her lips to find her clit.
“You are so wet for me,” he noted.
“Self defense. That cock of yours is so big, my body has to prepare itself. And-” she was going to say more, but her voice broke off in a moan and he increased the stroke. Oh, hells he wanted to possess her completely. It would be so easy, to bite her now, to claim her, but instinctively, he knew she wasn't ready for that. There was too much unknown in the equation. He'd have to be content with just the simple pleasures of making her orgasm and feeling her body ripple over his.
He held her close, for she was already almost to that point, ready to cum. He pressed into her.
“What is that?” she asked, surprised.
He froze. “What?”
“It's not your cock and it's not your finger.”
“My tail.”
He gave it a thrust to exemplify. She seemed to like it.
“Oh! You have a tail? Oh God, that's quite a tail. Oh fuck.”
She bent over but his hands held her steady as she rode her first orgasm. He waited, until she was
just on the end of wave before withdrawing his tail and swiveling her around. With a steady movement, he picked her up and placed her down onto his cock. She let out a moan of approval and he settled her there, letting her adjust to the new fullness. His tail, now no longer occupied, slid along her back to her inviting ass.
“You are going to?”
“If you want.”
“Do it.”
He pressed his tail into her, filling both of her holes. He began thrusting, lifting her off his cock while he filled her ass with his tail, then dropping her back down on his cock. He breathed deeply to avoid spilling himself immediately as her body clenched him and she moaned from deep in her chest.
His movements became more frantic, more determined as she screamed out her pleasure and he finally pulled her to him and let out a moan of his own while his cock emptied itself inside her.
He held her, still fully impaled, until their hearts slowed and their breathing returned to normal.
“How come you hid this tail from me before?”
“I normally keep it curled up. The perception filter doesn't really work with it. And I think it would be silly to see Ray, the grumpy old man, with a tail flashing behind him.”
“It's pretty adept.”
Ray smiled. “That it is. And you know what? It doesn't you know, need to cum. Sometime, I'll have to show you how I can fuck you for hours with it.”
“Hours, eh? I'm lucky to be able to walk after one.”
Ray smiled and lifted her down onto the ground. To emphasize her point, Jesse walked off to the bathroom, bowlegged.
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JE SSE
Jesse couldn't stop the theme music fromMission Impossiblefrom playing in her head as she put on her headphones and headed in the service entrance of the building with her bag of cleaning supplies. She had a curly mop of a wig on her head that hopefully gave her a more ethnic look, and she'd done everything to de-emphasize her curves. She was just another boring woman getting about her day and cleaning up the mess of her betters.
