It’s the night before the night before Christmas.
Here’s a little joy – for you, from me – to add to your festivities, whatever they be.
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Because nothing says ‘Merry Christmas’ like a bunny suit.
Heh.
Sooo…
Welcome to another edition of ‘Feve Gone Wild’. (Or perhaps, ‘Feve’s Brain is Fevered’?) Our first installment featured sex with a dragon. Today, we’ll be sexing bunny style.
Proceed at your own risk. Strange possibilities lay beyond this point. Don’t say you weren’t warned. Etcetera.
Preparation. The word is a breathy mouthful exhaled against pursed lips, ending with a stroke of the tongue against the roof of your mouth.
Just saying it makes me want to stroke my tongue against the roof of your mouth. And over your lips… Trailing down your neck…
To make you ready.
Ready for use or consideration. Hmmm… So many things I could do to ready you for my use. And I will use you, you know. Every part of you. Your lips, your tongue, your fingers, your cock. Your ass. Oh, yes that’s mine too. Mine to ready for my pleasure.
Inspired by Exhibit A’s Christmas Erotica Prompt
(for which I didn’t exactly follow the rules)
(I know, I know: SHOCKER)
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There’s something about Christmas…
I’m not sure what it is, exactly. But it sure does bring out the naughty in people. In the nicest ways. Heh.