Wondering what is taking him so long, as the cute foxy fox called Ahri is busy lounging in the basement bathouse, in the one large pool they have down there. Giggling to myself as I am already drooling over the idea of another massage from that man god of a man and his hands. I cannot even remember his name half of the time, just cannot seem to remember between the cries of passion from the butt massages and 'other' activities. Oh well, I am sure that it isn't important in this grand scheme of things.<br/><br/>Letting my perky nipples stay just above the water level, my ethereal tails lazily swirling around my backside, casually playing soccer with my foxfire, as it dances about throwing shadows and making a nice tingling noise as it moves.