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o think he wouldn't do it. He licked me some more
and I could see his hind legs dancing around as if confronted with a
really hard problem. Then I felt a paw on my right cheek and he whined.
"That's the idea, Max", I crooned. "Rita wants you to fuck Miori's ."
Having said it, I felt my stomach churn violently as the two parts
of my brain battled it out. In the mean time, Max seemed to have made
HIS decision. I felt his other paw and cringed when his claws scraped
against the skin of my lower back. He was trying to get himself into
position! But I had to do something about those claws! I reached
around gently and pushed him back.
"Just a minute, lover", I said, standing up. "I don't want to be
maimed for life."
I ran quickly to the kitchen, Max trotting along behind me, and
opened a drawer next to the sink. I grabbed two towels and, from
another drawer, two thick rubber bands. Max followed me back into the
living room and almost seemed to understand what I was doing as I
wrapped the towels around his front paws and slipped the rubber bands in
place to hold them there.
Re-bunching the pillow, I eased my hips down onto it again and
wiggled my
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