Dax was all-too-happy to feel the tight, constricting leather she had been wearing peel away at the worgen's attention. Just a few straps gone, and her heavy titflesh strained to break free into the open air. And when it did, it spilled forward, dark green nipples puffy and erect. She kicked off her boots, helping in just that little way, as the woman tugged down her pants, baring toned legs, a large rear, and her already moistening sex.<br/><br/>"Ah'm Dax. Yah can call me Dax." She nodded. It was hard to speak, as she felt the woman's stiff dogmeat poking her in the belly. "And I am really not sorry I stumbled in here, now."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>