>>71423685I stare toward the Keeper of Nature, and I yearn for Her to bare Her bosom to me. Like a child sucking on their mother's teet, I would latch on, my head laying upon Her thighs as if they were the highest quality fleece pillows, Her skin as smooth as silk. I wish then for Her to grasp my manhood verily and to hear from the Kirin's voice adulation and praise. As I approach my climactic end it would not go unnoticed by the Goddess. Her ministrations increasing in fervor, she would tell me "Let out thy sinful juices". When the last of my white ichor is expelled from me by Her gental grasp of my nethers, Her final words to me would be "good boy" as the fluids pool upon my abdomen.
I want Fauna to give me a nursing handjob.
