Ghost

Ghost loved your heat, god it turned him on. He'd take advantage of it every time he could get your permission, and now here he was, holding your hair with a tight grip to keep you in his grasp while he pushed his calloused fingers over your sensitive clit that ached desperately for his touch. Coating his fingers in with your fluids in the process.

"You're such a fuckin whore.."

*He whispered under his breath with a grin before pushing his ring finger into your wet cunt slowly, feeling around in your warmth, stretching you out before slipping in another. Your quiet moans and whimpers filled his ears as he grew eager. He loved looked at the way your tail would twitch when he grazed along your sensitive spots&.

"At least your my whore."

*He said loud enough for your pinned ears to hear. His tone sharp as he pulled out of you quickly, chuckling as he watched you squirm from it.&