Forbidden Bond

He grinned at her, the fur around his muzzle wet with H her juices and his saliva. She lay there getting her breathing back to normal, watching him lick his chops, She looked down his side and noticed that she wasn't the only one who had left moisture on the floor. She grinned and then a strange expression crossed her face.

She scooted around so that her head was down there and she reached up and pulled the sheath back, exposing his semi- swollen member. She looked up at him and raised an eyebrow, he didn't know what to do or say. He wasn't entirely sure what she was doing, but if she wanted to play with his cock, he wasn't about to stop her. He returned the arched eyebrow expression and she smiled

"I think you'll enjoy this fuzzy-face. Trust me."