Undress Chryssie

First you'll have to get all those inconvenient clothes out of the way. Chryssie nods encouragingly as you lift her shirt over her head. Her wonderfully pendulous breasts pop free, dropping deliciously. They must be uncomfortably cramped in practically any top, the poor things, even without a bra. Their soft flesh is covered with a very fine layer of fur, which is the paler lilac color of her abdomen and chest. The nipples are small but quite red.

You tear your gaze away from her tits to help her out of those tight pants. Massive furry purple thighs are revealed. Her underwear consists of a naughty electric-blue G-string with the symbol of Scorpio. Chryssie grins at you as she snaps the waistband, and you step around so you can peep those cheeks. Lord, what a booty. She must sit like a queen on the plush comfort of those large, jiggly cushions.

Then you relieve her of her panties and toss them aside. Her dark pussy lips are no more modest than the rest of her, proudly displaying her innermost parts for your inspection. Her large, white, and slightly protruding clit glistens with her fluids. What you can see of her pucker hidden in that massive tush looks tiny.

You admire every inch of Chryssie's buck-naked body as she lies before you on her side, stroking a paw slowly along her hip. She's scorching-hot and she knows it. "Act as the spirit moves you to act." she encourages you.