Cici Bintang Gains Weight And Is Forced To Perform

His fingers traced along the sensitive skin of her inner arm, lingering at her pulse point before he did the same to the other. The firelight flickered over her body, illuminating the snowy white of her fur, the contrast of her red-tipped tail, and the inviting curve of her form. Furny pressed soft kisses along Zoella’s shoulder, her cheek, her lips. Zoella whispered his name between soft gasps, her nails dragging lightly down his back as he continued his slow, intoxicating rhythm. Keeping himself buried deep inside her. “I take pride in my work.”
She reached up, pulling him down into a lazy, lingering kiss. His fingers traced along the sensitive skin of her inner arm, lingering at her pulse point before he did the same to the other. The massage had turned into something far more than simple relaxation, and they both knew it. “Then I think it’s only fair I return the favor…”
Zoella lay beneath Furny, still trembling from the pleasure he had given her, her green eyes hazy with lingering bliss.