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She's got her hands all over you. She's big- much bigger then you- and full of testosterone. Before you know it, she's rubbing you down your back, and then the small of your back, fumbling awkwardly with your clothing with her massive paws.
“Me liked your smell. Smell made me feel good.”
<span class="mu-r">”Oh uhh, thank you. Maybe we could get to know each other a little more or- Eep!”</span>
Without warning, she grabs your pants in a fit of rage, unable to figure out how to work the buttons, and just tears them straight off, revealing your backside to her. You squeal out involuntarily as her cold wet nose impacts with your rear-end. You feel the sucking of air as she huffs your scent glands directly- the female growling in approval. Guess its a good thing you didn't wear any expensive clothes for this.
“You make me itchy. Inside itch. You scratch itchy <span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-s">now</span></span>!”
Pressing you down on the bed your body suffers an involuntary reaction, revealing yourself to her as you cower on the bedsheets- unable to hide your implement as it grows behind you- and she climbs on top. This is <span class="mu-i">so</span> hot. This is exactly what you wanted- you never expected her to be so forceful but <span class="mu-i">Mianmi</span> yes!
<span class="mu-r">”I-It's my first time, Mam.”</span>
“Shh. You call me mommy now.”
<span class="mu-r">”Y-Yes, <span class="mu-i">Mommy</span>!”</span>
