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Priscilla, or Prissy as she was fondly called, was a formidable sight to behold. At 9'6 feet, she towered over most of her kind. Her skin was a beautiful shade of blue, reminiscent of the ocean she called home. She was a shark, but not your typical one. Her feminine curves and gentle demeanor made her stand out from the rest. She was a motherly figure to many, including her current lover, Liz.

Liz was a white, pinkish wolf. At 4'6 feet, she was a petite creature compared to Prissy. Liz had always been a timid and sheltered wolf. Her inexperience with the world outside her small village showed in everything she did. That was until she met Prissy. Their house was a modest one, located on the outskirts of the beach. It was decorated with seashells, driftwood, and other trinkets Prissy had collected over the years. The scent of saltwater permeated the air, reminding them both of their home in the ocean. Liz was curled up on the couch, reading a book. Prissy was in the kitchen, preparing lunch.

Prissy had always been fascinated with size differences. It was one of the things that had initially drawn her to Liz. She loved how small and delicate Liz was in comparison to herself. Sometimes she would tease Liz, nipping at her ears or playfully biting her tail. Liz, for her part, was both frightened and intrigued by Prissy's actions. She had never been with someone as dominant as Prissy before, but the gentle way Prissy held her made her feel safe.

They had met a few years ago at the beach. Liz had been wandering along the shore, looking for seashells, when she stumbled upon Prissy. Prissy had been lounging on the sand, soaking up the sun. Liz had been struck by Prissy's beauty, and Prissy had been immediately drawn to Liz's innocence. They had started talking, and Prissy had offered to show Liz around the beach. Liz had accepted, and they had spent the entire day together.

Prissy had been so patient and kind with Liz, explaining things to her and helping her whenever she stumbled. Liz had never felt so safe or cared for before. As the day drew to a close, Prissy had walked Liz back to her village. They had exchanged numbers, and before Liz knew it, they were seeing each other regularly. She had been used to more experienced partners, and Liz's naivety had been a bit of a shock to her. But as they spent more time together, Prissy began to appreciate Liz's innocence. It was refreshing to be with someone who saw the world through such a different lens.

Liz was lost in her book when Prissy appeared in the living room, carrying two plates of food. She set them down on the coffee table and sat beside Liz, wrapping her arms around her.

"How's my little wolf doing today?" Prissy asked, nuzzling her nose against Liz's cheek. She blushed and leaned into Prissy's embrace. "I'm good. How about you?"

"I'm great," Prissy said, grinning. "Just happy to be here with you."

They ate in comfortable silence, enjoying each other's company. Liz felt safe in Prissy's arms, and Prissy was content just being near Liz. They were happy, and that was all that mattered.

As they finished eating, Prissy stood up and held out her hand to Liz. "Come on, let's go take a swim."

Liz's eyes widened in surprise. She had never been swimming in the ocean before. "Are you sure it's safe?"

Prissy chuckled. "Of course, I'm sure. I'll be right there with you the whole time."

The smaller wolf was a bit hesitant because she hasn't been completely open with the tall shark these days. She may not be vocal about it but lately when 'her Priscilla' would hug her a hot streak tugs her abdomen which unintentionally makes her girlcock throb and twitch. The thought of confronting her girlfriend about this stuff never pops on her mind and even if it does, she tries to brush it off. They were not at that stage of intimacy yet. Prissy inviting her to swim with her big chest and yes, those arms that can throw her anytime, beaming at her is surely bad timing for her.

The shark took note of her silence. "I'm going to catch up to you, I just need to read some emails first and rest." Liz meekly declined and offered a small smile. She feels guilty for lying to her lover but she needs to release some tension on her lower abdomen first; she hopes that that would work. The shark's big hand patted her head fondly.

"I'm trying to get the negative thoughts out of your pretty little head. You know what to do baby." Prissy hummed, her pinky finger now lurking on Liz's cheek. "You have nothing to worry about, okay?" Liz nodded in agreement, still smiling weakly.

She watched as Prissy left, disappearing into the bathroom and shutting the door behind her. Liz could hear the shower turn on. The wolf sighed and looked around the living room. She slowly glanced at her laptop, patiently waiting for Prissy to leave so she can finally have her fantasies all by herself. Honestly she envies those droplets of water that were able to caress her girlfriend's big physique. That simply reminded her of how she knows Prissy's scent by heart when they would cuddle. Is Prissy using her hair conditioner again? She could already imagine her breasts gleaming when she tried to wash it off.

No, not again, she can feel her cock getting hard again.

She covered her lap with a small blanket on the sofa. This ironically worsened it because the smell of Prissy's perfume from the material invaded her nostrils. Liz groaned, feeling defeated. She shouldn't be reacting like this to her girlfriend's presence.

Unbeknown to her, the stream of the water from the shower head has been halted. Moist thuds towards her went unnoticed.

"I'm going outside now, Liz." Priscilla said indifferently. She was holding a towel around her chest. Liz looked away embarrassedly. Her body wasn't used to seeing Prissy without her clothes. Sure, they might have worn revealing clothes together because of the beach but this is different. "Go ahead." Liz murmured. The big shark nodded before slipping her toned arms through the straps and adjusted the suit over her shoulders, feeling the coolness of the fabric against her skin. With a quick shimmy, she pulled the suit down over her hips, smoothing out any wrinkles or bunches. On the corner of her eye, she can see Liz pretending to type and steal some glances at her. It painted a small smirk on her but she decided to not point it out to the poor wolf. She then padded onto the porch.

Once she was certain that Prissy was outside, Liz quickly typed in a password - her private information on her laptop. She hastily typed in certain keywords before hitting enter. She stumbled on a title 'Big girl dominates petite slut'. Liz clicked on it and the video began to load on the screen. Two girls appeared with a significant size difference and were locked in a passionate embrace. The camera was focused on wide hands blocking the small girl's grasp from grabbing her face. "Please let me kiss you!" the small girl tried to reach her with her lips despite being pinned. The sight was enough to make her nibble her thumb gently.

Using her right hand, she lifted her polka-dotted shorts off her. Her body began to respond to the erotic imagery. She felt her heart rate increase and a warm tingling sensation began to build between her legs despite as cliche as it sounds. Liz tentatively began to explore her own body, starting by running her palm over the soft fur on her chest and stomach. She then removed her tank top and looked at her pink nipples, feeling them pucker up without being touched at all. She's unsure of how she should start satisfying herself. An imaginary voice told her to be rational and to stop acting like a hormonal teenager but she couldn't bring herself to do it. "Just a little more, it wouldn't hurt t-to do it once?" She reasoned.

"Open your mouth baby." The taller girl roughly inserted her big tongue inside the girl beneath her. "Mmhp!" They were grinding at each other by this point of the video. Liz's ears perked up as she bit her lips, closing her eyes tight.

Her average sized girlcock sprung out, she began to trace it gently until she reached its tip. This made her jolt a little from how sensitive it is. "More..." She gasped when she finally cupped her girth and thrusted herself on her palm.

"Oh god. W-why am I like this? Prissy I wish you're 'ere." Liz slurred. In the background she can hear the tiny one insincerely plead. "Hurry up, please!" a slap on her cunt was done when those words left her mouth. "Seems like your brain melts and you forget your manners when you start acting like a slut huh?" This made her open one eye and peek at the screen.

The taller girl pushed deep inside her pussy with a very thick strap on. The girl in a supine position choked a breath and arched her back, making her breasts press into the bigger girl. "T-try being gentle?' She placed her hand on the latter's chest.

"No. Isn't this," The older girl growled, pulling out before slamming into her with more force "what you fucking wanted?". More drools of stimulation leaked because of how full it felt. She cried. Liz inserted three fingers immediately in her hole. If only she can find something bigger to fuck herself with. Come to think of it, she enjoyed it way too much when Prissy patted her head with her large hand. She jerked off faster and fingered herself simultaneously at the certainty that her girlfriend's middle finger is enough to fill her up. With her imagination going stronger, her other hand rubbed her lower tummy. "So b-big, augh," Louder thwacks of her ass echoed throughout the room. She knows that her girlfriend's size would make a tent on her abdomen.

Liz's breathing became jagged as she watched the little one's thighs give up from the force and continued to explore her own body. She became lost in the sensation of her own pathetic hands playing with her. It made her forget that Prissy might come into their living room any moment. She scrunched her face at how deprived she felt in spite of that.

Her pleasure was suddenly interrupted when she heard someone faking a cough behind her. A small schluck gushed when she shamefully pulled out her fingers. Not offering a single look at her girlfriend, she paused the video and sat up straight. "Prissy?" She covered herself and looked on the floor.

"My, my, Elizabeth, what are you doing?" Prissy asked, her voice low and sultry. Her lover never calls her that unless something serious occurred. Is she in trouble then?

The shark had to suppress her laugh, the poor wolf looked like she was burning through a nonexistent hole on her lap with laser eyes- a habit when she's preoccupied. Priscilla was not dense, she can pick up what's behind Elizabeth's supposably wholesome tactics such as comparing the sizes of their hands or when she would steal glances to check her chest out with the same degree as a while ago. The basis for her not bringing this up to Liz was because she did not want to scare the little wolf off. She wanted her to initiate it and to not create any possibilities for Liz to think that her only motive in their relationship was sex.

But who is she to say no to this moment? She just needed to push and tease Liz a little further out of her shell. That is what she is going to do.

Elizabeth was still silent when she slowly approached her; however her silence didn't last long because with a mischievous grin on her lips, Prissy tiptoed closer and closer until she was right behind Liz. With a sudden "boo!" she playfully caught Liz off guard and couldn't help but giggle at her adorable reaction.

Exuding playfulness and affection, Prissy leaned in and gently kissed Liz's cheek. Prissy couldn't help but admire Liz's beauty. She wasn't feeling any less turned on right now but she hoped it was a good start to reassure Liz that she wants it badly too. "Do you feel weird about this?" Elizabeth asked.

"You don't have to be ashamed," Prissy whispered, her fingers tracing over Liz's hip bones. "I've been watching you for a while. You're so beautiful when you explore yourself like that."

Prissy took Liz's hand and guided it back between her legs, urging her to continue exploring her own body. Once she gets a feel of her, there are suddenly urges to surprise Liz with roughness and force. "P-prissy?" Liz whimpered as she looked up to her with curiosity. Her hips were a bit red from how tight Prissy's grip was becoming. "Don't move." She sternly said. Priscilla had to take a deep breath to remind herself how delicate Liz is. To be truthful, that's what excites her the most.

"Click on the vid, Liz." She stated. "What?" The wolf rested against her challenge unknowingly. "Don't you want me to help you play?" Priscilla lightly grazed her teeth on her shoulder. Nodding eagerly, she leaned a little to click on the clip again. The small girl in the clip screamed with every thrust which caused her panties to ride lower along her legs. The shark neglected the chance to wait and grabbed Liz with one arm to make her sit on her lap instead.

"So," She sucked her index fingers leaving a strand of saliva "this is what you're into?". Liz jutted her pelvis forward. Her nipples were moistly covered with Prissy's index fingers. Its sizes were enough to almost treat her whole breasts. These actions caused her to presume that it was okay to touch herself down there again. She was about to touch herself, but Priscilla quickly intervened by grabbing her wrists with just one hand. "Why a-re you being so mean to me?" Liz mewled, quivering her legs wider with a helpless hope that Prissy would take mercy on her and be satiated. She may not feel confident right now but the wolf attempted to persuade her by brushing her tail on her jawline. Liz stared at her like a pet who's waiting for their owner to finally glance at them.

"Behave, little wolf." She reprimanded fondly. "Focus on your silly video.'' How easily can she break her? Without second thoughts, she pinched and twisted her right nipple. "Ow! Hahh.." The girl sitting on her fought to keep her gaze steady and she felt a pointless tug away from her grasp. "If you keep doing that, I won't be able to remain still and watch." Liz pouted. She ceased the teasing with a harsh grope on her breast. Prissy chuckled at her cute protruding lower lip before placing her beside and crouching down to the level of the wolf's chest. "You really want what they have?" Her warm breath fanned Elizabeth's areolas. Is she being serious right now? She recently engaged in self-pleasure, Priscilla is simply being cruel in her current state.

"Of course! I love you, I've been good." Her tone was grumbly and frantic as if she was making a shot in the dark negotiation. Prissy smiled wickedly as she stared deep into her eyes, pushing her big tongue out. Liz anticipated to feel her mouth on her chest but she failed to see the receiver on the vid sucking the large girl's strap on already.

"W-wait, oh...fuck." Unexpectedly, she hissed an expletive for the way the shark slurps her girlcock.

Still sucking, Priscilla shaked her head a bit sideways and glared at her for cursing. She's her little wolf and good little wolves do not get to curse. The parallels of both the scenarios were presented to her fortuitously as she observe the bigger girl fucking the little one's mouth. Was it really a coincidence though? Was she too distracted to see Priscilla's intentions with her and the video? "Ngnh.." she weakly tried to push her big mouth away from her vulnerable part. It was hitting sensitive nerves that are new to her; she feels like a small lollipop compared to the big shark's tongue in front of her.

What really affected her besides her whole girldick vanishing in Priscilla's mouth like a candy being dissolved, was when she would easily flicker her tongue beneath it regardless of her lips latching onto it. "P-prissy baby, I don't think," She was out of breath as the pleasure was building up "I-I can last. Let me go please.". No matter what is said, her girlfriend remains obstinate. She simply hummed while bobbing her head up and down, the vibration from this was enough for Elizabeth to reach her peak. But Priscilla wasn't content with that, she wrapped her left forearm under Liz's torso and pushed her upwards for more stimulation. She consistently did that until she could feel the cock inside her mouth twitch. "No, no, I might cum in your mouth. Please don't-" the shark gestured for her to relax by placing her index finger against her lips. "S-Sorry!" Elizabeth tremulously cried as she released a burst of her love in the form of white fluid inside the latter's mouth. Priscilla gulped it down and eyed the large slick she created on the wolf's tummy.

Liz glimpsed at her laptop which made Prissy turn around, the porn that she was watching had ended. She felt her eyes drop to some extent after she came for it was the biggest orgasm she experienced even if it was well, just a blowjob. However, there was no time for her to be drowsy when she was lightly nudged by Priscilla. "Don't think that we're done, my vixen." Her ears perked once more at this, also red, per se. She kissed her with an inexhaustible pining and craving that they mutually felt. Before Prissy could carry her, she panted "What are you thinking of doing to me?".

"You see Prissy has been hiding secrets as well, baby." She mockingly whispered in a third person point of view as if her girlfriend was a bimbo who needs excessive supervision or care. "She needs to test the new toy she bought for her baby. Can you do that for her?" The statement was vague to Elizabeth yet she finds herself kissing Priscilla's wrist, inhaling her as she seeks to be consumed by her both objectively and sympathetically. The scent carries the essence of a breeze mingled with the musk of seaweed and salt. It dawned on her that her beloved was dressed in a camisole and cycling shorts this time. "Teach me please..." she beseeched so unsuspectingly of what's happening.

Priscilla's eyes widened at Elizabeth's confession, but instead of recoiling, she only gave out a "Oh I will sweetheart. I promise." . As Priscilla reached into the drawer, Elizabeth's eyes were drawn to the way her camisole clung to her curves, accentuating every movement. When she finally pulled out the toy, Elizabeth's breath caught in her throat at the sight of it. Though she couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have Priscilla use it on her, it intimidated her because it was so huge.

The sheer size of the toy dwarfed her own small frame, and she couldn't help but feel apprehensive about whether she would be able to handle it. "This is unfair, you're all covered up while I'm not given the same option. " She sought to steer the conversation in a direction with less tension.

"Oh, my poor little darling. If you can be a good baby, you get to take my bra off." Prissy spoke in a low voice, booping the wolf's nose. "How does that sound to you baby?" Liz raised her eyebrows at her affirmingly. She embarked on unclipping the straps of her camisole and sliding it over her head. Then proceeded to peel the tight cycling shorts down her legs, revealing her muscly thighs and her swollen nub. Elizabeth can see how turned on Priscilla with her nub amidst her thighs looking like that. The itch to touch her calf, since that's what she can only reach at her tall lover from where she sat, was surging through her.

Priscilla held out the toy for her to inspect. The device was sleek and modern, with soft, pliable parts. As Prissy reached for a nearby sanitary wipe to clean the toy, Elizabeth's nerves began to get the best of her. She hesitated for a moment before finally finding the courage to voice her concerns to Prissy.

"I don't know if I can do this," she muttered nervously, her voice trembling slightly. "It's just so big, and I'm afraid it won't fit."

Prissy paused for a moment, casting a reassuring glance in Elizabeth's direction.

"Don't worry," she said with a smile. "I've got plenty of experience with toys of all shapes and sizes. I promise, we'll take it slow and make sure you're comfortable every step of the way." Although she desires to engage in rough play with Liz as she did before, it's fortunate that she has the ability to swiftly transition into a more gentle dynamic when necessary. She knew deep down that this was only a temporary measure, and that later on, when the timing was right, she could fully embrace the rough dynamic that she so craved.

"I need your help with this," Priscilla said, her voice deep and sultry. "Can you attach it to my waist?"

Elizabeth was taken aback by the request, but her arousal quickly overcame any hesitation. She eagerly took the toy from Priscilla's outstretched hand and examined it closely. It was designed to fit snugly around the waist, with a long, thick shaft extending from the front. It's bigger than her palms. She fastened the toy around Priscilla's hips, feeling the nylon harness against her fingertips.

As she stood up to get a better look, Elizabeth realized that the toy was positioned perfectly between Priscilla's legs, nestled snugly against her sex. "Do I.. uh, do I do the same thing? Like suck you off?" Who needs to kneel when the toy is right in front of her nose thanks to her already diminutive stature. Prissy didn't respond and scooped Liz up in a bridal hold, ascending the stairs to her bedroom. Once there, she positioned herself on the queen-sized bed, she hurriedly placed Elizabeth on top of her body, the latter's head still resting on her pillow.

"No, you are going to ride Prissy, baby." She commanded. Elizabeth clawed her lover's chest when Prissy pushed her nape. The shark leaned back to allow Elizabeth to straddle her properly. She grabbed the back of Elizabeth's thighs and held them steady as she slid them on her lap.

"You have a slutty ass." After that comment, Elizabeth went into her usual mode of hyperventilating. "Don't say that." She heaved on the strap, trying to plow it inside her tight hole. "Not so shy now, aren't we.." Priscilla trailed as her cock pressed on a certain area causing Elizabeth to moan out in pain. "Ahh!" This was too much for Elizabeth. What fascinates the both of them is Liz getting harder at the sting. They're not even done and yet, Liz could already see spirals. She thought the whole thing was already inside her but it was only the tip of it. Prissy squirms at the sensation of her juices trickling down to her inner thighs.

"Am I..agh, doin' good?" Her hips were circling and beads of sweat were beginning to appear on her forehead. "You are indeed a slut." Priscilla clutched on to her neck, not adding pressure on her larynx, to push her down further on her cock. "M-mercy! Mercy." Elizabeth tapped vigorously at her forearm. Tears were on the brink of her eyes. "Shh, it's alright baby. Gonna take it slow. I know what can ease the pain." The shark kissed her nose, observing her girlfriend.

"Take off my bra, Liz." She expressed in a gentle manner but she can see that Elizabeth was out of it and was mindlessly whining. Her body easily became powerless for her. So she took the matter with her own hands, and she unfastened her bra in a second. The nipple tingled with the coldness but her breasts grew hot as Elizabeth radiated warmth. "Let me make it better, sorry dear." She pressed her chest together and enveloped the poor wolf's girlcock with it. "I'm gonna take it nice and easy. Don't worry." Liz wheezed when she began pumping her, overpowering what she added.

The woman was gazing at her adoringly. "Thank you Prissy. I-I like it a lot." Liz sloppily shoved her cock between the woman's mounds. The head of the strap was concurrently hitting her opening. "I feel like I'm going to cum again.." She exhaled. Priscilla stroked the side of her face, holding back herself from grabbing her jaw. "Don't be greedy, you whore." Once that sentence left her mouth, Liz's movements came to an end.

"See, you're a good girl, you're such a good girl." She continued to caress her cheek gently to comfort her, preparing her for what's about to come.

"Does it still feel sore?" Priscilla asked. "Yes, it kinda does." The latter looked at her confused only for her thoughts to be interrupted when she felt herself elevating. She saw her girlfriend smile cruelly as she moved her up like a rag with her dick still inside her. "Not again, what are you planning this time?" The last word ended up sounding puffed because she was pushed against the wall. "Going to teach you how to take it like a big wolf for once." Prissy reached for the lube, her fingers lingered over the sleek, smooth surface of the bottle. The clear liquid inside seemed to glisten in the light. She slowly pulled it out of the open cabinet. She knew that this particular lube was perfect for what they had planned.

Prissy watched as Liz leaned in closer to see what she was holding.

"Look at this," Prissy whispered, the words dripping with sensuality. "It's a special blend, just for us."

Liz's eyes flicked up to meet Prissy's, and she could see the excitement building in her gaze. "It's perfect for what we have in mind." Prissy murmured, her lips brushing softly against Liz's ear. She pulled her strap on for a brief span. The small bulge on her belly disappeared. Following that, she put a generous amount of lube onto her hand, letting the slick liquid coat her palm. Priscilla stroked her toy, hoping to make it more slippery as quickly as she could. "Please I need mine too, Priscilla." Liz called her name out. "You need what?" She played dumb. Elizabeth grunted at Priscilla internally.

"This?" Prissy cooed, impulsively probing her wet fingers in her hole, straining it when she tried to expand it. Her girlfriend's legs were quivering again as she continued her languid strokes, worn out to even make a sound. It abruptly concluded though when she forced herself inside of Elizabeth's anus."Like this? Yeah?" The bigger creature rammed the wolf's thighs into her chest. Liz feels like she was about to give out as she lets out throaty moans from how Priscilla was prevailing all of her senses. Her legs being curled to have her knees be near her chin is making her lose her breath. "Can't talk, feelshh good!" Her girlcock was bouncing up and down, she didn't need to jerk it off anymore. Prissy was reaching lots of places inside her.

"It didn't take much time to, fuck, yes we needed lube," The shark bit on her neck before continuing, "didn't take too long for me to enter you.". What was she trying to imply? "Are you fucking sure I'm the first and only person who uses you like this?" she huffed at Liz.

"Onlyy you, Prissy..ah! Wanna d-do what you want." The white pinkish creature unrelentingly asserted. This gave Priscilla wild ideas to run through her mind. "Anything I want?" She slapped on her girlcock causing precum to glide on Liz's chest. "I promise, anything.." Elizabeth echoed.

"Then you're gonna cum this way and act like my own little fleshlight." She spat harsh words and doubled her speed. With her back being gracelessly bumped on the wall and big hands seizing the bump on her front body, she attained her climax. She came from her ass being fucked without rubbing her self. Her orgasm was like a supernova, bright, intense and all-consuming. It seemed to go on forever, leaving her breathless and spent. Prissy held her as she came down from the peak before letting her slide down and slump down on the floor. The wall made a bit of a noise when she came in contact with her back. Her legs were still open wide with her cum dripping down. The view does mentally prompt her to purchase another strap on with fake cum.

"We're not yet done." This elicited a mope from the little one. The shark eventually removed the strap that was hugging her hips. "Turn around, Liz." Be that as it may, Lis obliged and propped her upper body up using her elbows. She voluntarily kneeled with her back facing Prissy.

Priscilla rummaged through the toys' box. She dug deeper until she brushed against something big and weighty. Elizabeth's face twisted with impatience when she heard the huge toys Priscilla had taken out because of a soft clatter. "I saw that, stop being ungrateful, my little wolf." She grazed the fat shaft on her open without entering. Priscilla made sure to keep her steady by placing her hand lightly on her back in case she arches it again. "Now be a sweet girl and smile for Prissy." The big dildo slowly entered the sore spot. Liz's buttocks were being stretched from each other and her belly was beginning to feel full once more. The second time Priscilla pushed the toy inside and tapped her ass, she lost it. She cried with nothing to hold on. "Y-You're going to make me crazy!" Liz was too overstimulated that the left side of her face was pressed on the floor with her ass up.

"I said smile and take it like a big girl, you stupid mutt." Prissy ridiculed and sucked on her nape, leaving a mark. She shuddered at this, trying to raise her head and muster up a smile with tears in her eyes. "Am doing my best, hahh.. you're just filling me up so much." The tummy bulge was so evident that she could see it from her peripheral vision. But she stopped moaning when she felt her girlfriend's motions pause.

"Why'd you stop?" Elizabeth complained. The other dildo was obtained by Priscilla, it was a bit more slender than what was inside her. " 'Cause your filthy mouth needs to be taught to have manners." Prissy retorted casually. "Now, say thank you to Prissy and suck." Liz casted a skeptical stare, as if to say, 'Are you serious?'. It was only when the bigger creature raised an eyebrow that she listened.

"Thank you for treating me well." The white wolf conveyed her 'gratitude'. Priscilla then maneuvered the plastic cock prior to entering Elizabeth's mouth. "Mmh.." Due to her lack of experience, it was graceless at first. The dildo would sometimes hit her teeth especially when Prissy would jam it in. After a while, however, her mouth got used to it. Drools were oozing out on the corners of her mouth.

"It's like you were made for this, to suck a cock baby." Priscilla praised, persisting in assaulting Elizabeth's hole as well. The less thicker dildo accidentally slipped out of Liz's lips when the head of the other plastic toy hit her prostate. "O-oh! Prissy may I please rub, I've been g-good." She garbled, trying so hard to still suck the toy. Although Liz was speaking an incomplete sentence, she continued, "Destroy me..all yours, all yours.".

"Who would've thought that little miss perfect would like to have her hole and belly destroyed by me." Prissy was not asking her a question and yet, here she was, nodding fervently. "Fuck yourself on this cock and rub your desperate girldick if you're that pitiful." Finally, the shark gave her permission.

And so Elizabeth did, she consecutively fucked her hand while her body was being destroyed by the lengthy dildo. Her left arm felt tense including her knees. These were the things solely supported on the ground. Priscilla held her hair for her and let her lick the tip of the toy sloppily instead of forcing it this time. She definitely noticed that Priscilla's aggressiveness was watered down probably because her breathing was becoming increasingly difficult. "You're the cutest slut I've ever seen. I love you." The way her lover mixes her words has set her to the highest edge. "Mhmf! Hm..hm" her energy was deteriorating to the point she couldn't find the strength to vocally express her climax. She feels like she was milked until she was drained. Her girldick spurted semen almost painfully from how sore her abdomen was. Liz opens her mouth to make sounds but she finds herself silently convulsing.

Prissy didn't give Liz a chance to wrangle or to attempt to act strong. She immediately dropped everything to comfort her beloved. What makes their bond so beautiful was how Prissy can read her like a book.

Eventually, they lay wrapped up in each other's arms, Prissy and Liz basked in the warm afterglow of their intimate encounter. They whispered sweet nothings to each other and exchanged gentle kisses, feeling completely at ease and content in each other's embrace.

Prissy stroked Liz's hair and softly ran her fingers over her skin, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. Liz gazed into Prissy's eyes, feeling a deep and profound love for her.

After a while, Prissy leaned in close to Liz and whispered, "I love you." Liz's heart swelled with emotion as she replied, "I love you too."

They held each other tightly, enjoying the sensation of their bodies pressed together, feeling completely and utterly connected. As they drifted off to sleep, their love for each other was stronger than ever, and they knew that they would always be there for each other, no matter what.