Madame Lucy, Naked And Sprawled Out On A Large Bed.

(Originally by Cheese111)

The voluptuous skunk was laid out before her, naked in all her gorgeous splendor. Whatever thoughts of law and arrest were still buzzing around in Texas' mind were silenced immediately.

"Come in, come in, don't leave me waiting, mon cheri." She beckoned the weasel closer, seductively waving her finger. Her confident grin only grew as the sheriff took her first cautious steps. "You know what I want, and I know what you need." The skunk spoke in riddles, but the weasel understood what she desired. With every step Texas removed more of her clothes until there wasn't a thread of clothing worn between the pair of them.

The sheriff crawled onto the large bed and Lucy quickly took charge. She wrapped the weasel into a big, comfortable hug, pressing Texas close to her musky body. The weasel's sense of smell already seemed dulled by their last encounter and she barely wiggled or resisted Lucy's advances. The skunk almost felt bored by how easy this was. But as she slid herself graciously on top of the weasel she began to feel the sheriff trying to fight back.

"Now tell me Texas... after all the things I told you, you still came back for more? C'est un surprise. But I shall try to accommodate you." The skunk's large body rested atop the weasel with her crotch smothering Texas' face. "Hmmm... let me feel that heavenly tongue again and I may return the favor." Lucy laughed naughtily. She couldn't quite believe she had made the sheriff of all people such an offer. It served only to turn her on further as she felt Texas' face rub against her wet folds.

"Ooooooh..." Lucy gasped. That nimble weasel tongue had already come out. She expected to have to... press the weasel a lot more for her to deliver, but here she was, eagerly lapping away at the skunk's foul-smelling pussy. "You are full of surprises today, Texas." She complimented between husky moans. Her excitement quickly reached a fever pitch, the skunk letting out a few small but horrifyingly smelly farts. Lucy blushed at her little accident, but thankfully it did nothing to even slow the weasel's efforts.

Texas' nose burned from the stench. Both those farts and the skunk's pungent musk were a nightmare to deal with. But against all odds she persevered. It wouldn't even be too much effort to throw the skunk off of her and scramble for her gun, but the weasel found herself indifferent to it all. The only thing she could think of was giving that beautiful body the love it deserved. Her tongue pried itself between the slick lower lips and elicited ever louder moans from Lucy, spurring the weasel on further. Finally the skunk achieved her victory, a climax unlike any other squeezed from the tongue of one of her most hated enemies. Intensely pungent feminine release soaked the weasel's head and the bedsheets, but this ride was far from over.

With her face covered in the skunk's foul juices the weasel soon gasped as she felt Lucy live up to her end of the bargain. This skunk that was supposed to hate her guts was now attempting to reach those guts it felt. Her tongue was expertly teasing the weasel's pussy and she effortlessly drew one lewd moan after the other out of her partner. "You might be a natural, Texas, but there is nothing that beats... experience." She whispered between licks. The weasel barely heard her words, too lost in pleasure to do anything more than shiver with delight as the skunk went to town on her.

Lucy held nothing back and soon she had the weasel on the very edge. The skunk shot a cruel smirk over her shoulder, drawing the moment out as long as she could until finally driving that tongue in deep and making Texas cry out in shameful joy. Deep down the weasel knew it was wrong, but it felt so damn good she couldn't help but enjoy herself. She sat up, burying the weasel's face beneath her and blowing a nasty little fart in there. She got onto her feet, standing beside the bed and admiring the ravaged weasel laid out on the sheets. Several large damp stains revealed the sheer excess of their pleasures, but the skunk wasn't quite done yet.

"C'est vraiment special, Texas. Few can perform what you just did. I feel this calls for a... reward. I'll have my girls put together every scrap they know about Molly. And should one of her rats come in here, I shall see if they cannot be... convinced to share some more with us. As for you, stay here... I have a surprise that you will not soon forget." She let out an ominous laugh, making Texas feel a chill run down her spine.