The Wet Furs
She asked.
I growled in response, she goes on kneels and pat my wolfs head, "Your furs are so beautiful" she cooed as her long fingers ran over my skin, down her neck and to the tops of her ample breast.
I gulped uneasily, wondering if I should shift right now or not.
She began putting her fingers down into the top of her white lacy gown. I could see her nipples begin to protrude through the white lacy material.
"I really want to do this right now, I'm happy I found you or else I'll h ordered a gigolo"