>>50123362Your face is buried in her fluffy tail, so much that you can barely breathe—the sweet scent of her excitement filling your nostrils like incense. You can't help but thrust back into her as well, continuing to rut against her; you're both lost in the sensation of each other.
"Ember!" the woman calls out, "You're putting on a wonderful show tonight, keep it up!"
The audience is mortified, watching this whole act go down, but the woman has a look of pure bliss of her face; like she couldn't care less about their disgust—she's having the time of her life. Ember's movements become more erratic, her pace quickening the longer it goes on until it feels as she comes undone. Her hindquarters buckle forward as you collapse against Ember's soft velvety flank; it doesn't bother her, she just continues to grind against you, coaxing you towards oblivion. Then, with one last feral groan, you feel your orgasm hit—your seed spilling out and staining her coat white with your essence.
As you slip down to the ground, Ember collapses next to you, panting heavily as she rests her head on your chest. The woman walks over, kneeling down beside you; her hands resting on both of your heads. "That was quite the show wasn't it?" she asks, "Now, Ember, let's bring our volunteer back to his senses."
With one last snap of her fingers, you're once again fully conscious—completely unaware of how you ended up naked with an Arcanine. Your face is flushed, your breathing heavy like you just ran a marathon; you've never been so embarrassed in your life as you look ahead to the audience in front of you. "Lets give one last round of applause for our volunteer tonight!" the woman shouts, but the crowd is too stunned to do anything but stare at you, their mouths agape. Picking up your clothing, you limp back to your seat, and as you sit down, you can't help but notice Ember staring at you intently, her gaze hot like fire as the lights dim one last time.
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