tease the dragoness

“Bed,” you insist.
“But I’m not tired, master,” Sorcia says flirtingly.
“Me neither,” you smile. She giggles and follows you to the enormous bed, made to house a winged nine-foot woman and a much smaller lover. She lays on her back, enormous body and especially her breasts quivering a bit as she hits the thick mattress. Her tail flicks as it hangs over the foot of the bed, and her wings are a velvety blanket spread over the upper part of the bed. Her strong thighs spread slightly apart, letting you see that her inviting pussy is already wet.
“Come here, my little treasure,” she purrs, gesturing you over with a claw.

You approach the top of the bed rather than climb over her, kissing along her long throat. She lets out a long reptilian moan as you feel it rumble through her neck, kissing your way upward before reaching her soft lips. You kiss heatedly, hands roaming downard to cup her tremendous rack, barely able to fit half of them in your grasp. You’re amazed at how her tough scales yield to your lips and hands, though it may be her soft underbelly and the fact that you’re focusing on her tender regions. You stradle her, and while she doesn’t seem influenced by your weight any more than when you were flying, you can feel yourself rising and falling with her heated, heavy breaths as they pick up their pace.

You pinch her nipples suddenly, getting a loud moan out of her that send warm air cascading down your throat in a way that makes you imagine she may have blown fire if she weren’t concerned for you. You let your knee slide low, pressing it over her sex and rubbing it up and down. “Ohhhhh yes, master,” she purrs, her huge body thrusting up to rub against it further in a definite sign of pleasure. “More…” she pleads, eyes closing softly. “God, I want morrre.”