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Published: 2018-05-30 02:05:32 +0000 UTC; Views: 5153; Favourites: 63; Downloads: 0
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The morning after. She had a good time. ^^
Another amazing piece done by VilMix on Fur Affinity. I love how she has captured Linda's eyes.
You can find the original here: www.furaffinity.net/view/27467β¦
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That and despite everything she is not suffering from bed head.
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I hadn't noticed that.Β I guess I was just awestruck by her beauty and the fact that she's looking at me the way I wish a woman WOULD look at me.Β LOL.
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She does have that type of dreamy eyes expression, I think that is what makes her so beautiful. She has a very emotional face.
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She really is, somehow the she still manages to look cute the morning after. Must be all the fur.
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Careful, she may notice.
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I think she did noticed o.o;;;
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Lol no hope fore you then.
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Why you say that? O.O;;
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She may want a cuddle buddy
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Best to make introductions then.
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Yummy! Ohhh and some tasty bean sprouts and soy sauce.π
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Whoever has this point of view is pretty lucky.
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Lets just say she had a good night, and her partner had a good morning.
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I'll leave it at that then.
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I wouldn't throw her out of bed for wearing my shirt... ;>
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Lol I don't think her partner would either. Now, throwing her back into bed... that's another story.
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They must be pretty strong. Hope they're gentle too.
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From what I have seen they are.
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Thank you, I to love how she turned out. She looks so cute and innocent.
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"Well, it's certainly a pleasure to meet you."
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'Hi yourself.' Linda smiles, squishing her shoulders. 'Thank you for the shirt.' She raises her small arms that are engulfed in the sleeves. Then burying her nose into the fabric, she breathes in deeply. 'It still smells like you.'
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A little confused, Linda leans over. 'Are you feeling all right? You have this expression of someone who just woke up from a coma... Given, that's what happens when one decides to sample the local brew the first time.'
Seeing how you are defensively holding the covers over you like a sheet, Linda folds her legs and looks at you with growing concern.
'You do remember last night? Right?'
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Blinking a few times as though in disbelief of what she is hearing Linda opens her mouth and closes it once again. With a conscious effort she slips your unbuttoned shirt up a little higher, which promptly slides back down.
'Well, there was the beach party. You were telling me you were a photographer, we shared a few drinks while you talked about your models. I asked about a possible shoot and that prompted you started asking about my fur, and we'll, I took you home.'
Still a little concerned at your defensive posture.
'Yoi told me I looked tense and insisted on giving me a back massage... amd well...'
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Breaking out a bark of laughter, Linda's hand reaches up to brush her lips in emberisment. Green eyes smiling, she leans in tugging on the blanket you are holding. 'If you have to ask that, maybe you would like a rematch.'
Your loose shirt slips from her shoulder.
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'Maybe...' She whispers, eyes fluttering. 'Maybe not.'
Warm to the touch, Linda's body responds to your caress. As you press yourself to her she deftly adjusts her figure to better cup your own. Two hard pecks of warmth press into your chest, as the fur around her black nipples parts.
Legs spreading like a butterfly, she interlocks herself around you in a loose embrace. Her hands move from your shoulders to pull gently against your neck. The black markings around her eyes drink in the light as she fixes her gaze on you, 'Play with me, if only for a while. Please?'
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'Guess.' Is all she breathes in a restless gasp as you break the kiss. Quivering as you shift your weight to press down on her, Linda closes her eyes and, though as she does not speak, several ideas forgien to you come to slip through your mind with brief flashes of insight.
'Play with me...' Linda's voice echoes deep in your mind.
And with it a mixture of sensations and emotions seems to play out. Your hands moving down her body, caressing her, massaging, slowly working over her body. And with it the growing sensation of desire, of melting under you, of a deep set want, and desire.
'Play with me. Please.'
You pressing Linda down with your hips while your hands trace the black fur patterns over her body. They seem to act as guides posts and make Linda sigh.
You slowly kissing her body, nipping at her while your hands massage her right muscles. A flash of pleasure with each little bite accompanies the dream like vision.
Flashes of more intimate acts begin to flow, Linda parting her legs for your teasing fingers as they dip in and out of her curved mound.
Above the others one vision lingers your lips closing over her swelling breast biting gently into the nipple. As you pull back Linda's mouth works in silent extacy.
During with reality, the visions slip away, and even Linda does not seem to realize what she has shown you. Her hands slip down to caress your sides, and slowly begin to go further down.
'Play with me.- she mews. 'And I will play with you.'
The tips of her fingers brush the sking around your member.
'Please?'
Her green eyes, like smoldering emeralds flare open.
'Any game, any...' She bit down on her lower lip. 'I want to feel your touch as you were last night.'
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Moaning softly as your lips passionately lock onto hers she lets you press her to the bed. Eyes closed her teeth find a foothold on your lip biting and rolling her head back in a drawn out tug, before moving back to press her lips against yours once more.
Delicate fingers move to brush against your hips moving closer, closer, slowly tugging and teasing. Almost hesitant to approach.
As your fingers find holds over her down turned ears and begin to massage their soft folds, Linda's eyes flutter closed, her lips pulling at the edges into a smile of someone trying not to laugh when being tickled. Under your fingers small micro spasms flicker through her ears making her hunch her shoulders, her fingers releasing you, move to find footholds on your back latch on and pull at you, drawing your body closer to hers.
'Ooooh...' Blowing out a breath, her whole head trembles at your touch. 'Oh, oh, ohhh...'
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Nodding happily she smiles, 'Their....very, sensitive. And so, perhaps is this?'
Her hand moves forwards, snaking down to grasp your member deftly. Fingers close around your shaft and begin to stroke up and down, up and down in a steady rhythmic pattern.
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Smiling her ears twitch, as she gazes up at you. 'More? Please?'
With a minor effort she arches herself, squishing her chest against you. Guiding your member up between her legs she shifts to draw you up across her belly. Soft silly fur brushes against sensitive skin while her fingers squeeze in small bursts never fully letting go.
Play with me, her eyes beg. Play. Please. Let me sho w you pleasure.
Her grip shifts, pushing your member down onto her soft furry belly before she begins to rock, letting her fur massage you. Her had pressing down from above while her fur tickles from below.
Hardened nipples press into your chest.
'Play with me.' She whispers.
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