" I stood up and walked into the bathroom, relieving myself." I stood up and walked into the bathroom, relieving myself. I noted with another kind of relief that she had remembered to use the furtrap. "Your turn," I said as I walked back out. "Thanks," she said, tossing the sheets aside to get out of bed and follow my lead. She returned two minutes later, smiling. "I feel much better now," she announced, easing into bed. I seized her shoulder and pulled her into bed, throwing the covers back over her as I did so; the air conditioner (why do they call it that? It only cools the air after all) was still putting out a nearly sub-arctic breeze. She giggled as we rolled over so that now she was on top of me. We returned to kissing as we had been before, this time taking it a little more slowly and carefully. She moaned softly as I caressed her breasts, playing carefully with her nipples, feeling the flesh around them crinkle in the cooling air of the motel room. She gasped softly as I touched her belly; for me, there are few pleasures more sensual than the fur of a sentient, willing female. |