Propositions

Yindra shifted in his lap and smiled at the couple opposite. As Valki started to talk jewellery options Yindra pulled Mitch’s hand around her waist. In the meantime, Valki ran his claws softly up Monica’s leg. “As you know, we Mythfolk use jewellry to communicate our intentions.”

Mitch could see Monica’s eyes flutter slightly at the touch of the claw, and in response he started to caress Yindra’s soft-furred stomach. “You will notice that both of us are wearing gold,” Valki continued. “This lets people know that we are available for physical engagements, though not romantic ones.”

Yindra leant back slightly and brought Mitch’s hand up to her furred breast, “Mine is here,” she said softly to him. As he felt at her breast, she sighed; her breast was large, her nipple was as round as Mitch’s thumb, around it, there was a tight metal band.

Monica looked over to see Mitch groping their host and smiled, “Well, that is escalating quickly,” Monica said.

Mitch couldn’t help but blush, “Well, she wanted to show me her jewellery,” Mitch replied.

Monica laughed, but halfway through, her laugh changed to a gasp. Mitch looked down to see that Valki’s hand had disappeared under her skirt. “Umm,” Monica blushed, “Well, I think we would be looking for gold, wouldn’t we, dear?”

“Do not worry,” Valki said, “I make sure the claws on this hand are not sharp for this very reason.”

Alay laughed, “I will return in a little while to finish helping these two negotiate a fair price. Valki, Yindra,” he nodded to them both before exiting.

Yindra craned her head back to kiss Mitch, “You should know that I am safe at this moment,” she said as one of her hands reached between his legs to grope his package.

Mitch moaned at her words as Valki said something quietly to Monica. Monica nodded and slowly stood, leaning over the table in the middle of the room. As Mitch brought a second hand to Yindra’s breasts, he watched over her shoulder as Valki gently pulled Monica’s skirt up. “Tell me, Mitch, I know humans have concerns about some things. Would you be concerned if I wanted to taste you?” the sexy creature asked him.

“Why would I be concerned?” he asked as Valki knelt behind Monica. Monica gasped as Valki licked up one leg and over the mound.

As Yindra turned and knelt in front of Mitch, she smiled up at him, “Some men are concerned with my teeth,” she said, grinning up at him as she pulled his belt free.

Mitch understood why some people might be concerned. Her mouth was full of razor-sharp teeth, “Well, I trust you won’t bite,” he said. He lifted his arse to assist Yindra, pulling his pants down.

As his cock sprang free of his underwear Yinda smiled again, “Not here, but I may if you please me well,” she said as one clawed hand cupped his balls.

Mitch could see Monica’s hands gripping the side of the table as she moaned at Valki’s tongue, his rapid lavishing of her cunt causing her to moan and swear. “Jesus Christ, your tongue feels so good.”

Then Mitch was distracted as Yindra licked his own member, from base to tip. “Ohh, God,” he moaned softly. After a single lick, Yindra pursed the lips of her muzzle around his cock head. He could feel her teeth lightly against his cock as he looked down at her. There was something in her eyes, a question maybe, and Mitch moaned, “Please.”

In one swift motion, Yindra swallowed his entire length, her longer muzzle meant he could not reach her throat, but her hot mouth was warm and inviting. Monica turned her head over to look at her husband and sighed, “Is she good?”

Mitch nodded as he grabbed Yindra’s head, guiding her speed. He was surprised to feel her moan as his hands wrapped around her long ears, and it deepened as he squeezed them slightly.

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