Travellogue 192 / 0916 Nickolai awoke the next morning to find that he and Furry had switched places, and this time he was the one wrapped around her.Travellogue 192 / 0916 Nickolai awoke the next morning to find that he and Furry had switched places, and this time he was the one wrapped around her. He found it impossible to not want to touch her, and his free hand roamed delicately over her collarbone, between her breasts and along her belly. The feel of her fine, short fur under his fingers fascinated him, and he closed his eyes, actually concentrating on memorizing every curve and angle of her body by touch. His cock surged to erection as his action and imagination fed each other. He shifted a little; at it's present angle his erection was pointing downwards at an uncomfortable angle. "Nickolai?" he heard her murmur softly. He wasn't as startled as he had been that first night on Parma. "Hmm?" he asked, smiling. Being "caught" by her was nothing to feel guilty about, not anymore. "Put it in." "Like this?" "Uh-huh," she replied. With his free hand he grabbed his cock and guided it, pushing gently against her from behind. "That's it," she sighed. "I was having this wonderful dream about making love to you, and when I woke up, here you were. |