The tongue was an amazing organ, one that could arouse and convey other messages if a person knew how to read those messages. Damita let her gaze shy away as her dress slid down, pooling around her feet, Damita stepping out of that circle of fabric. Bending at the waist, she picked it up and set it aside, hands reaching out for him as he stepped forward.<br/><br/>Hands settled against his furry stomach as he came near, sliding against it, still amazed by the fact he was covered in fur – Hell, she could barely believe that he could turn into an animal. She could feel his hot arousal against her stomach as he pressed against her, her hands wandering over to settle on his hips as that amazing tongue slid between her breasts. She shivered as his leathery palms slid over her nipples, those little peaks hardening at that touch, her folds already dewy with nectar – She hadn’t even needed to think of what was to happen for her body to know and ready itself in anticipation.<br/>