has drawn our favourite voluptuous vixen: Aurora Alpina!
Here, she's sporting her swimming costume, which, like most of her attire, draws the eye towards her astonishing curves as she walks down the beach. Her great white hooters were threatening to rip the top of the swimsuit and expose those huge pillowy melons. Meanwhile, her shapely, big thighs looked to be as thick as tree-trunks, albeit several hundred times softer.
She creates quite a spectacle walking down the beach: Many boners spring up at the sight of her, mothers cover the eyes of their curious children, and girlfriends retrieve giant comedy mallets in order to pan in the heads of their drooling boyfriends. Many wolf-whistles fill the air on the beach, but the vixen merely winks and waves at the sources, gently teasing them but never stopping...
"Jesus!" exclaimed Rusty Hamilton, nearly jumping in fright as Aurora flopped down on the sand beside him with a velocity calculated so that her monster wabbos nearly hitting him on the side of his head. The Scottish fox peered at the lifesaver in his girlfriends hands. "Whit's that for? Someone drownin'?"
About a foot or two down the beach, Rusty's little brother, the rattlesnake Ricky, and Maxxie, Ricky's black cat best friend, were sunning themselves. Upon hearing the commotion with Rusty and Aurora, Ricky slyly commented:
"If Aurora gives Rusty another blowjob, she'll be the one drowning!"
Both the rattlesnake and the black cat had to cover up their mouths to stop themselves exploding with laughter.
Meanwhile, Aurora had taken the lifesaver off of her arm and presented it to Rusty himself.
"It's for you!"
"It's f'r me?" Rusty asked, squinting at his girlfriend in confusion.
"Indeed!" she said, a simple smile on her pretty face. "This is the only thing I have ever found that is the adequate size to be a... a... oh, what do you call them?"
Aurora's frowned, trying to conjure up the right word. Rusty watched her apprehensively, semi-dreading the answer.
Suddenly, Aurora's face brightened as she found the word she was searching for.
"A cock-ring, that's it!"
No sooner had the word left her mouth, than a great shout of laughter came from down the beach as Ricky and Maxxie doubled up with laughter, clutching breathlessly at their midsections.
"Rorie!" Rusty groaned, his white muzzle and chest fur reddening to match the rest of him.
