[Jester shudders as Beau's capable fingers slide into her, her walls squeezing tight around them. She accommodates them easily, too, impossibly slick and warm. And gods, it feels good, fucking Beau feels so different from fucking Fjord or Caleb or Vax...she really just wants to melt into the mattress and let this go on forever.
Her tail has other ideas, though, and it's persistent, the tip pressing between Beau's legs a little more firmly now, tracing through Beau's folds slowly and steadily.]
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Her tail has other ideas, though, and it's persistent, the tip pressing between Beau's legs a little more firmly now, tracing through Beau's folds slowly and steadily.]