"You've obviously put a lot of work into those glutes," Ruby teased her new playmate. "And that skimpy little thing between your legs means you rather like showing them off." She tapped the husky between the buttocks, spilling forward in the sand--or would have had her other hand not been there to catch him. "So, I'm thinking, why don't you give me a little show?"
"Ruby!" Glenn cried from within her chest, "Don't--whatever you're--the liability."
"Oh, hush, you," in response, the vixen pushed her boss down her top, the rest of his protests muffled beneath the fluff of her cleavage. "Always fussing about legal." She snorted, turning her attention back to the beach bully. "Now, start shaking it." The husky stared, slack-jawed at the vulpine goddess' processing her demand until Ruby added, "Of course, all that growing did work up an appetite."
That did the trick. The husky must have been planning to moonlight as a male stripper, she thought, watching his buff physique wriggle and gyrate: first nervously, then more fluidly as his own ego pushed its way above the fear--mostly, she thought. The wideness of his eyes and tremor to his dance suggested he was far from enjoying it--oh well, she certainly was.
"Not bad," Ruby said after a few minutes, seemingly satisfied with the show. "To show my appreciate, I'll give you a little kiss." She leaned forward, pecking the husky on the chest, pushing him back into her hand. He opened his mouth to thank or beg, but before he could, the fox opened her mouth and ran her tongue down his front, leaving him slick from head to toe, curling between his legs and drawing him closer to her dainty muzzle, as before the horrified onlookers, Ruby slurped the squirming husky into her mouth.
Inside the fox's mouth, the hapless furson wriggled and squirmed, inadvertently causing her to salivate around him as well as spreading his taste across her smooth tongue. Ruby blinked, surprised at the sensation--unexpected, but quite welcome. She could barely hold the mouthful of husky and saliva, threatening to reflexively swallow both.
All eyes were on the fox goddess now, her actions in the next second setting the tone for the "party" and their chances of survival. This was what it meant to be a goddess, Ruby thought, eyes closed in bliss, to have such utter power over lesser beings that all they could do was watch and pray--pray to her, as in full view of her captive audience, she
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