“A sacred ritual that has been passed down for generations in my tribe,” Hazel intones ominously before stepping closer. One paw, which sort of reminds you of a hand, cups your shoulder while the other pinches your chin, turning your head this way and that, her hard yellow eyes assessing you. You're suddenly nervous, realizing you're very close to a very naked woman—er, wolf?—and she's touching you.
“You will do, I suppose,” she says scathingly and you start to bristle. She taps your cheek with a single claw. “Ah, ah, little human, don't lose your temper,” she purrs, smiling to show long, sharp teeth.
You shiver as she abruptly drops to her knees and unbuttons your pants. You squawk in surprise—after all, relations of this type are between couples and you've never been touched by anyone else—as she slices past your underwear with a quick slash of her claws. Your cock's harder than it's ever been, standing out towards her pouty lips, and she takes your cock in her hand. She starts to jerk you off and you nearly drop to the ground; it's like heat washing over you, especially in your crotch, and you start to rock your hips against her paw.
Moans and low curses fall out of you as she jerks your off expertly, her smile devilish and yellow eyes flaming with desire, a hand alternating between her hard nipples and her little clit.
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