" Good. Treat me like one. Like YOUR whore."
" Yes sir." Solace is a whore. But she's an obedient whore. So she leans back, standing up. She'll pull her dress down and over her body until there's nothing left but her bare fur, fat ass, and oversized, heavy breasts.
His hands were strong. She likes the way it feels to have him grope, massage and wash her body. It's not long before she's leaning against him a little.
She's huffing as well. " Still think I'm a whore?"
" Yes sir." The simple, yet demanding time he had seemed to chance her demeanor a bit. Instead of talking back or teasing, she follows orders and steps into the tub, directly under the hot water.
She's kissing so hard that she's drooling. Gasping every chance she needs some air, hands ripping at his shirt if he's wearing one.
Solace flashed the cutest smile. He was adorable. " I give you full consent to do anything you wish." She'll nuzzle up against his hand for a moment before pressing forward, forcing her chest into his hand. They're even bigger than her dress makes them look.
" Daddy." She'll say. Keeping a hand on his length as they walk. Her cheeks clap with every step she took.
She'll lock arms and legs around him, trying to kiss him with just as much tongue, as hard as she can!
" Not unless you're getting in the shower with me."