"I can't help myself, ma'am. Your tail's just sitting there, all cute and fluffy, practically begging to be grabbed. Look at it, coiling around my hand like it wants more... just one little stroke..."
Kaisen whispered in her ear, his voice smooth as silk, making Rodalina's knees feel weak. Her pussy was practically leaking now, and she knew she was on the edge.
"N-no... please..."
She stammered, but even she wasn't sure if she was pleading for him to stop or begging him to keep going.
Her thoughts were a jumbled mess, but her body knew exactly what it wanted—this stranger's hands, all over, and not just stopping at her tail.
Kaisen didn't give a damn about her half-hearted protests. He stroked her tail again, and Rodalina couldn't hold back the moan that slipped from her lips.
Thank the gods Rony didn't notice, lost in his own world, because she was barely keeping it together.
"And what about here? Is it firm or soft?"