My little dragon runs a finger over the bulge happy to see how hard it is. He gently trails his paws upward to yure’s waist band and grabs ahold. Making shure to grab the undies when he can, he pulled the pants down slowly like one would reveal a sacred object of worship. Releasing Yure’s tip from its cloth confines causes it to flick alittle wetness onto my dragons face between the lip and nose, quickly to be lapped up. With a feeling of a child having opened a present and seeing there greeting want my Dragon stares at the spear in frount of him.
My little dragon runs a finger over the bulge happy to see how hard it is. He gently trails his paw
The small dragon stares at it like its love at first sight. With church bells in his head he leans forwards to give it a kiss. As the head touches his lips he can’t help but give it a gentle quick flick with his tounge. The taste mixing with the splash of fluid that landed on his face before he licked it up. The flavor is addictive to the little dragons mined. The feeling of joy coursing thrue him causes him to inhale thru his nose and a fabulous scent enter him. He must fined out were its coming from, well he regrets having to stop the kiss he promises to return.
Like a locked on missile his nose leads him to the thickest concentration of the scent, Yure’s balls. Having marinated in the hot sweaty clothing all day they bin soaked in sweat, musk, that piss (it’s Yure) and maybe even left over jizz. The smell is intoxicating, he spends a good few seconds luxuriating in it, till a dill an even greater desire rolled over his thoughts. He sticks out his tongue and licks the sack, and another lick, and another. He starts to give an impromptu tongue bath, licking ever inch of it he can, cleaning as much as he can. Lost in the act in don’t know how long it takes but dose finally end. He pulled back to inspect his work and then play with his friend. ;3
The small dragon stares at it like its love at first sight. With church bells in his head he leans f
Yure is now very hard. He pets his friend's head soothingly - Are you having fun there, buddy? - he asks. - You don't have to do anything you don't want to. He smells hornier now. He could go for a second treatment. But, before his friend can do anything, Yure's hand go to the dragon's crotch, feeling it. - Would you mind some attention yourself? - asks the elder feline. He rubs and feels around for signs of arousal.
Yure is now very hard. He pets his friend's head soothingly - Are you having fun there, buddy? - he
As the cats paw slides thru the dragons short fur along the belly to his crotch it elects a pleasant murr from the drakes throat. Upon reaching between his legs Yure fined a hard and leaking erection, uncut with the tip half shown. Large for one the dragons size but still easy enuff to fit in the cats paw. The warmth and touch of yure is enuff to case a cute involuntary squeak, and a quick thrust into his grip. A paw on the dragon moves to hold the back of Yure’s own in a gentle squeeze, and the pushes it further into my dragons junk. A look at my dragons face will have his mouth partially open for breath, anticipating what the cat will do ;3
As the cats paw slides thru the dragons short fur along the belly to his crotch it elects a pleasant
The little dragon gives a gasp on felling the cats mouth close around him, a hard throb splatters Yure’s tounge to a salty liquid. He needs a moment to get used to the ministration's, he curls and wiggles a little but then relaxes some. His new cat friend being so nice to him, it’s only fair to do the same. He reaches down, grabs ahold of the dick In front of him, with sone light jostling places it at his mouth, and starts sucking on it.
The little dragon gives a gasp on felling the cats mouth close around him, a hard throb splatters Yu
The extra speed ends up being to much, he tries to hold it off but can’t. The little dragon cums, there’s not much sound from him, but it happens with a final thrust and a tensing of his body and warm goo starts filling Yure’s mouth. After the few seconds necessary the little dragon he unwinds. His handleing of Yure’s dick slows down, enuf to make it seam like the dragon stoped. But like a runner going around the bend and seeing the finish line, he redoubled his effort to get the cat off. Soft paws give the dick a light squeeze and pull up on the foreskin to see if he can get it to cover the crown. A tounge enters the little bag made and starts swirling around determined to get everything it can. The dragon keeping the tip on his tounge so when Yure cums, he can fill his dragon cheeks to bulging with kitty cream.
The extra speed ends up being to much, he tries to hold it off but can’t. The little dragon cums, th
Upon feeling his friend finish, Yure thrusts and fills his friend with a lot of his milk. He throbs strongly and sighs, relaxing. - Much better, buddy - he says, patting his friend's butt.
Upon feeling his friend finish, Yure thrusts and fills his friend with a lot of his milk. He throbs
