Sassy Chef | Neesa | MetArt photo gallery
The brunette playfully tugs at the beaded lips of her pussy. Pussy that looks oh-so-delicious, ripe and inviting—my cock springs to attention. She peeks over a shoulder and offers me an impish smile. Her pussy spreads in happy abandon, leaking the glistening fluid of hot arousal—and suddenly I feel like the luckiest man in the world. My pants rip like flimsy fabric and her tongue becomes the rasping texture of a cat's. In the blink of an eye we change shape. One moment we are lovers and the next, panther and fawn, running on four legs in a wilderness paradise. As we run we come close together and tussle and tease. My muzzle nuzzles her hind legs and hers swats my flank. She skitters away, only to wheel back, eyes rolling mischievously as she taunts my desire for a little further pursuit. I spring onto her back but she bucks and shakes herself loose. Coyly, my pussy playfully crouches, swishing the brush of its tail back and forth, a flagrant tease. I yowl in hunger, mouth agape and fangs sharp as I come crashing into her from behind and mount her back, slamming deep into her womb with my rampant cock. She howls beneath my assault and twists as I pound her cunt. My front claws draw blood as they clamp her slender waist, staking my claim. Her own paws claw the dirt as her ribcage heaves, heavy breath emerging in hot snorts as I thrust into her receptive, dripping hole, reveling in her squishy ecstasy. We come as one, and revert to human, laughing as we roll in the cool grass. My vision is clouded, obscuring my lover, and suddenly it is dark, very dark. There are others around me and I can hear music, smell the heavy sweetness of incense. All my senses come back at once, and I realize that this time we are human, all human.
