Akane's body molded perfectly against his, every curve pressing into him—her massive breasts squishing against his chest, the soft flesh spilling over the edges of her vest.
Her thick ass filled his palm completely, the meat of it jiggling slightly as he squeezed.
The mix of crimson and white fur covering her nine swaying tails brushed against his legs, the texture soft yet electric against his skin.
"She is from the Tiger Clan, husband," Akane managed to say, her voice steady despite the way her body trembled in his grip.
"You are not being helpful?" Tianlong muttered softly.
"No, I—" But the moment those words left her lips, something shifted.
"Ahhhn~!"
A sharp moan tore from her throat, her jaw clenching tight as saliva pooled at the corners of her mouth.
Her golden eyes rolled back slightly, pupils dilating as her entire body suddenly ignited with overwhelming heat.
