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Apparently she had done something silly, as her friend had started to laugh at her. Probably. Nilaa didn't fully understand why that was. No. You. This. Shows. You. We. Want. Me? What did that have to do with anything? But she was right: Nilaa did want to be with her new friend! It was good to be with those who were so eager to buy one food. Besides, they both liked to be naked and they both shared a lot of similar features! Obviously this meant they were both a lot alike. That in turn obviously meant that they were supposed to be friends. As Nilaa scooted closer to Julia another person arrived. They took away the picture boards and spok

The manticore is still contemplating what the earlier caresses from Nilaa might have meant and if they were intended to be sexual of nature, but as it has not been reproduced or followed up on by the wolf girl, she puts it aside for now. Instead, she relishes the lovely moment with Nilaa and seeing and feeling her lean into the nuzzling. If she could, she would pet the petite fluffy cutie all day. She soon sees the wolf girl begin to lick the pictures presented in the menu in her hands. She is about to burst out in laughter, but manages to keep herself from doing so. Instead, she gives off a mild and less weirded out snicker."Ohhh, no si

Gwen yelped when she heard the little whispering of what she had done just hours prior to what she was doing now, Gwen knew she couldn't say anything that would go against what Amy pointed at there and as such Gwen kept moving through the gallery feeling herself getting wetter than she thought could even happen she was already squirming around as it was. Gwen at each painting felt her heart skip a beat as well as at some of them she was even squirming some more obviously indicating that she was getting wetter from some of them though even Gwen didn't know why she was feeling such strange feelings towards those images, after all, Gwen did

Amy cocked her head slightly to the side and leveled a skeptical gaze at Gwen, "Seemed plenty old enough last night. You kept watching, didn't you?" She asked, her voice low and soft. "Besides, aren't you the least bit curious?" Amy asked gently. The girl was giving up that little pussy, it was just a matter of how eager she was going to be. Amy led her through the gallery, stopping at Japanese shibari paintings, ancient Roman carvings and frescoes, and images from India, Persia, England and the rest of the world. Amy had seen the exhibit before and happily elaborated on the changing mores and customs, the technical aspects of the media

Gwen was surprised when Amy didn't go with the punishment Gwen had thought up which was normal for her parents to do if she did something bad, though she did see Amy's point of view when it came to her lover Michelle which was why Gwen didn't say anything against Amy there, Gwen nodded towards it being between them only not letting Michelle know about it would be best since the girl is already having a tough time as it is. Gwen slowly went back to her phone though her thoughts and focus was on Amy in case she was going to ask her or tell her about something else while driving and sure enough the woman did, Gwen was not as surprised when

Amy pursed her lips skeptically. "I don't think so. 'Chelle doesn't know and if she finds out she'll be crushed. I'm pretty upset too, but I think it should be pretty clear, Michelle notgetting hurt is my biggest priority. So you can keep your video games. This will stay between me and you." She said sternly but without anger. She fell silent and drove for a while before she looked over at Gwen, "That's a pretty short skirt. Are you wearing shorts under it? We don't want anyone peeking at you." She said gently, secretly wanting to peek up that skirt and see what peeked through her panties. She pulled into the parking lot of the art

Gwen didn't realize that her swaying her butt from side to side would stimulate Amy so much though obviously to Gwen's ignorance she kept dancing while doing her tasks only for her to hear the remark coming from Amy as Gwen looked a bit confused but obviously answered when she realized the woman was talking about the music. "Ooh yeah, normally I am not into that kind of music but somehow it works~" Gwen replied okay when she obviously just barely heard Amy through the music and dishwasher and as such she knew she could get some quick gaming in on her phone as she would obviously be playing a girl game on it, she always loved the gam

Oh? Does a bad girl need a spanking? Also welcome to the site! Nice little colorful wolf you have.

Eric let out a soft sigh, shaking his head as she moved way too quickly for him to make much sense of things. And why did she have to act so playful and peppy the entire time? He began to wonder if the guy from earlier was onto something and she just had some issues in her brain or something. “Well, I should just get this over with. Worst case scenario is that she’ll have to help me if I’m in real danger.” Closing his eyes, he took deep breaths to calm himself as the boars chased him down. Tapping into that laser focus from his training session earlier, he envisioned the tools he needed and focused his concentration in

Amy watched the young girl dance and felt a familiar warmth begin to spread through her loins. As Gwen's plump butt swayed and shook, Amy felt herself getting hard and allowed herself a little smile, "You like this, huh?" she asked as she came out of her own room just in time to catch a glimpse of Gwen's naked pussy through her open door. As Gwen pulled up her skirt, Amy hid a broad, hungry grin behind her coffee cup. Amy walked to the kitchen, her hips swaying to the music, rinsed her mug and put it in the dishwasher with the rest of the breakfast dishes. She started the dishwasher. "Let me brush my teeth and we'll go, okay?" she called

I might have gone over the word limit... like almost double. I'll disqualify myself, but I liked what I wrote enough to share, so if you have some time, give it a read and let me know what you think. - - - - - - - - - What happened that night was the result of months of mounting curiosity finally overwhelming a lifetime of cautionary tales, verbal warnings, and fear of the unknown. The need to know something conclusively often outweighs prudence or fear. That inquisitiveness that commonly accompanies curiosity can sometimes lead to new discoveries. More often it reveals something utterly ordinary and inconsequential. But sometimes

It was 8:00 and the show was about to begin. I was dressed in a black long-sleeve shirt and black pants like the others. Everyone was quiet and movement was limited for us stagehands. It felt like such a waste being stuck back here. I was only here because I flubbed my audition. I hated it back here. Everyone above me barking orders to make sure the set pieces are in just the right place while we magically stay out of everyone’s way. It’s like we shouldn’t exist unless it’s convenient for them. Thankfully, the second act didn’t have any set changes. So I really just had to make it to the half-way point and I could sit on that prop sofa for th