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Birthday Blessings Ch. 03
🕑 Added 2020-05-22 18:02:14 +0000 UTCThe third chapter! Another will follow later next month!
Sadie relaxed at the dinner table, swinging her legs back and forth beneath her chair. A voice whispered in the back of her mind as she ate her sandwich, relishing the taste of the meat with every bite. Her sharp teeth nipped at her tongue when she carelessly tore through her food.
Her eyes defocused while she stared towards the distance. Listening. Soaking in the new instincts taught by the voice as it anchored itself deep into her body. Built up stress melted away, leaving her feeling relaxed and happy. She couldn't wait to see her friends at school. The very idea of being around them and listening to them talk about their day made her excited.
Less than ten minutes later, Sadie brought her empty plate to the sink. She grabbed a dish sponge but her mother snatched it from her hand.
"You'll be late," the woman said, bending to kiss her daughter's forehead. "Leave it to me and head out."
"Thanks, mom!" Sadie told her. She turned, hesitated and cleared her throat before turning back. "Uh. Umm. I don't know if you want to know but your perfume is a bit strong today."
"What a thing to say," her mother told her with the flash of a frown. "I haven't used perfume in days, Sadie. Maybe last week when your father took me on a date. Now get out of here before I make you do all the dishes. And maybe think of a better way to bring something like that up to someone on your way to school."
"Sorry," Sadie told her, bowing her head contritely with her eyes lowered. Her remorse was short lived, however, as she bounced back quickly when remembering her friends waiting for her at school. She sidled to the edge of the counter, opening a drawer to dig out a plastic bag. A drawing of a cartoon dog with a giant drooling red tongue covered most of the bag. A huge plate of chicken lay before the brightly colored character.
"You'll make that dog fat," her mother said without looking.
"Well, I can't stop now," she told her while taking two large dog treats shaped like chicken legs. "It took weeks to get it to trust me. I can't let it down. Her, I think."
"If the owner comes knocking on our door, I'm throwing you under the bus."
"Fair enough!"
Sadie went to her mother to give a quick hug. She held her breath despite what her mother said. With the treats in her pocket, she grabbed her bag, hefting it over her shoulders. She winced when it dragged against the light fur covering her spine but it settled and she felt better.
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Dark gray clouds covered the horizon. Sadie trudged along the sidewalk with her hands in the front pocket of her hoodie. She occasionally kicked the ground to try to reseat her feet within her shoes. They were cramped and only when she was at the door earlier to put them on did she realize she hadn't made the time to clip her toenails. Even so, she didn't understand why they'd hurt like they did. The laces felt like they were cutting into her blood supply and she desperately wanted to (yes, it's natural, yes) kick them off.
Her breath puffed away from her as she crossed a quiet street. The girl grabbed one of the treats in preparation when she neared the house on the corner.
When she reached the edge of a fenced yard, she stopped. Her eyes roamed the lawn beyond the fence, scanning the yard. She could smell the other dog but the scent was too strong and scattered to tell whether it was here now or if she were smelling the numerous places it had relieved itself. She crouched, sniffing the post at the corner of the fence until she heard a tiny yap.
A small ball of white fur barreled around the corner of the house with its tongue out and its tail wagging furiously. She grinned at it while standing and pulling the treat from her pocket but it froze in the middle of its yard in confusion. The little dog cocked its head at her and then snarled, barking and snapping while dashing forward and then back.
The hackles on the nape of Sadie's neck rose. Her large, amber eyes narrowed as she exposed her teeth with a rumbling that began in the back of her throat. Furrows appeared on the bridge of her nose and between her brow. Her hands tightened on the fence and she snapped, clacking her teeth together viciously.
Purple nail polish cracked on her fingernails. Her knuckles whitened while her nails slid forward into sharp points. Creases appeared in the exposed translucent parts of her nails as they bent but continued to grow dense from the keratin being drawn from the base of her cuticles. Slivers of wood broke away from the fence when she curled her hands into fists.
The little dog screamed and fled, tail tucked beneath it while it sought the safety of its own home. Sadie's heart hammered in her chest. She huffed, puffing out her cheeks while sniffing the air and waving her head back and forth slowly.
"Fucking dog," she growled, riding the wave of anger that coursed through her.
She squatted once more, right beside the post. She could smell the scent of its urine strongly here. It was obvious that it would relieve itself here on its walks. She hung her ass lower, stretching it out behind her to cover its scent with her own while staring towards the house. Challenging its authority in its own yard. She snarled, grinding her teeth as the seat of her pants brushed the grass.
A gust of cold wind buffeted her, surprising her with its sharpness. She gasped and shook herself. Her eyes, narrowed in bestial fury, widened and she stood, dusting her knees in confusion. The growling, snapping voice at the back of her mind was suddenly muted.
As she walked away, she pressed a hand against her belly to push against the rising need to pee. Grumbling and hiking her backpack more comfortably against her body, Saide shoved the chicken treat in her mouth. She barely chewed before swallowing and popping the second treat between her sharp teeth.
Other students began to join her as she made her way to school, some walking, others stepping off buses or from their cars. The smell of gasoline and diesel threatened to make her sick. The buses pumped enough into the air to mask the scent of nearly everything around her. She could feel her headache returning, this time in the very center of her forehead. The girl pressed her sleeve against her mouth while walking faster and choking back the urge to gag.
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"Hey Sadie!" Serenity called from the back of the class.
Sadie stared straight ahead with wide eyes. She walked mechanically to the back while flashing a shaky smile at her friend.
Everything smelled like sweat and sex and it had her on edge. She breathed as shallowly as possible while sweat rolled down the center of her back, wetting the sparse fur along the way. She slumped into the desk next to her friend while dropping her backpack beside her.
"H- hey," Sadie said weakly. "I-"
Oh no, she groaned, swallowing and closing her eyes. Her sharp fingernails screeched against the hard plastic of the desk.
Autumn exuded sex. Sadie found herself sniffing carefully until she stopped herself.
No boy, she told herself, swallowing several times to try to clear the smell and taste from her mouth. Why? What the hell did I do to myself?
"Are you okay?" Autumn asked.
"Mmhmm," Sadie answered by nodding her head with her mouth closed.
"Okay. Hey!" the girl said too loudly. "We're all going shopping tonight to get ready for the party. Do you want to come? We're going to Très Chic right after school."
"Sure," Sadie said as quickly as possible.
She pulled her phone from her pocket, opened a browser and typed in 'sudden increased sense of smell'. A number of hits returned with the first being a condition called Hyperosmia. She only had a few seconds to skim before the teacher entered. The buzz of conversations died quickly and Sadie stowed her phone while grabbing her chemistry book.
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Midway through precalculus, Sadie found herself rocking uncomfortably in her seat. She sat up straight but then slumped forward before pushing her ass against her chair. Her back hurt and she couldn't quite make herself comfortable. She reached behind herself to push her knuckle against her body, grinding it lower and lower until she felt the pain radiating beneath her finger.
New muscles crowded her insides deep in her hips. Connective and fatty tissues formed over the muscle while nerves snaked their way through, providing a second set of uncomfortable sensations she felt in addition to the painful overcrowding.
Worse, the longer she sat, the more aware she was of her swollen clit and fleshy hood. Her sore back forced her to fidget which caused her to slide and move in her chair which pushed her distended hood against her clit which made her overly sensitive and forced her to sit back with her legs spread which aggravated the feeling in her lower back. The cycle continued, leaving her in a constant state of (move, run, bare feet, grass) irritation.
The only positive was that after being overloaded by the smells of hundreds of teenagers, she'd found herself able to tune things out to a small degree. The smells were still there, still vying for her attention but the trick, she'd found, was to politely acknowledge them before mentally shoving them into a box that went high on a sensory shelf.
The teacher finished the lesson minutes before the bell rang. Sadie bolted as soon as she could, relishing (play, play, play!) in the relief provided by standing as well as a strange energy filling her. She smiled at people passing in the halls and even found herself waving at strangers as she navigated the foot traffic to the front of the school.
Along the way, she found herself sniffing the people that passed.
So much sex, she marveled while feeling herself grow excited at the scent. They were so different, from boy to girl. A few new smells intrigued her until she realized what they were - lube for sex toys. As well as something she realized, somewhat embarrassingly, that she could place - silicone. A few of the girls reeked of it and even a few boys.
Near the exit, the heady scent of a woman's pussy tore into her mind. She turned, lifting her chin and breathing deeply until she spotted a blonde girl with twin bouncing curls and a knee length tartan skirt. Sadie almost went to her hands and feet before her. The urge to shove her nose against the girl's ass tugged at her (yes yes yes smell her smell it lick her) mind until she physically had to push herself away. The girl had to be dripping cum and she was entirely certain-
Sadie sniffed again.
Butt plug, she nodded, clawing at her stomach while staring after the retreating girl. She licked her lips, running the wide tongue up to nearly touch her nose and around, down to almost the edge of her chin.
"Sadie!" came Serenity's loud voice.
Sadie found her two friends, Serenity and Autumn, standing beside the flagpole.
"Alice should be here soon," Autumn said. The girl turned away but then twisted back to stare at Sadie. She squinted slightly while scanning the other girl's face, trying to pick out exactly what was different. She almost asked if Sadie had enough sleep or was trying new makeup before reminding herself to mind her own business.
An old Toyota crunched on the curved gravel path in front of the school. Alice waved from the driver's seat.
"Shotgun!" Serenity called while Autumn rolled her eyes.
The brown haired girl bounced into the passenger seat while the other two picked a side. Sadie sat behind Alice, shoving her backpack onto the floor.
"Everybody buckled?" Alice said, pointedly staring at Sadie.
"Oh, right, sorry," Sadie said, shaking her head. She felt easily distracted by everything around her as if the world was new and bright and exciting. "Can I roll down the window?"
"It's too cold," Alice told her.
"But it-" Sadie started to say.
Smells interesting out there, she almost finished. What the hell? Jesus, get it together girl.
She breathed deeply but carefully through her mouth in an attempt to pull her mind back to the present as her friends began to talk about their day and the upcoming party. She listened in happily, smiling at each of them when they took turns talking. She remembered her day through a haze and almost joined in but found herself just enjoying being in their company.
The drive into downtown was uneventful and short since nearly everyone else was still at work. Alice found parking across the street from the store. Sadie waited until no car was passing before exiting and joining her friends in a mad dash to the store. Her feet ached with every step, causing her excited smile to falter briefly.
The perfectly clear glass storefront held stylish mannequins in different poses and different styles with price tags she was sure would be beyond her budget. She lingered in front of one wearing a white dress with bright yellow flowers. Yellow was her second favorite color after purple and the dress looked so comfortable and light.
The girl barked in shocked surprise to see her friends already inside. A passing businessman craned his neck to stare after her but she ran inside, hiding her face and the blush rising to her cheeks.
A hush fell over her when she entered and the four girls broke off to browse. The occasional screech of hangers against the metal racks drilled into her brain. Tiny muscles tugged and pulled at her ears, causing them to tremble with very harsh metallic noise. She did her best to ignore them while walking over to the dress in the window.
The price tag wasn't as bad as she expected and was even 10% off. She touched the fabric and checked where it was made while imagining how she'd like wearing it.
"It suits you," Autumn said quietly. "You'd look great in it at the party. And anywhere else."
"It's just a little too much," Sadie whined, rubbing the fabric between her fingers. She scratched at the palm of her hands, humming happily when her claws scratched the itch deep beneath her skin.
"It is your birthday," the girl reminded her.
"I know," Sadie sighed, switching to scratch her other hand. "But I'm saving up for a laptop for college."
Fine black hairs slid from the thin skin between her fingers. They marched up to the base of her fingers and down, stopping just as they grew from the edge at the palm of her hands.
"I thought your dad was giving you his old one?"
"No," Sadie said. She pulled at the back of the dress and then let it go to see it bounce back. "We have a friend at church and their son had his laptop stolen. He's special needs and uses it for homeschooling so I told my dad to give it to him."
"You're way too nice."
"No, not really. But, I have some money and they don't. And it'll be good to get a newer laptop anyway. One that's mine."
"Mmmhmm," Autumn said, eyeing the dress one last time. "I'll be over in sweaters if you need something. You should get something for your birthday at least."
"I'll look," Sadie promised her.
The pair separated and Sadie wandered, idly flipping through racks and spinning little stands. She was almost ready to join her friends when the whispering voice moaned and clutched her tightly, causing her knees to weaken.
The stand before her contained a selection of chokers, ranging from velvet to leather. Her lips parted as she stared at them and her finger reached up to touch a pure black velvet choker nearly half an inch in width. She licked her lips and rubbed beneath her breast at the tender spot she'd found earlier in the day.
A silver chain (want want want) dangled from a ring set in the center of the choker. Sadie gasped and leaned against the counter while pressing her thighs together. Long hairs began to slowly fill the gaps left along her spine. The silky strands dragged against her skin beneath her shirt and she groaned while her eyelids fluttered. More fur joined the black hairs surrounding the base of her ears. They emerged from the back of her jaw, sliding through her dark skin until they stopped short of the curve at the corner of her jaw.
Sadie clawed at her neck as if she could already feel the choker in place. Her hand dragged down and over to her breast before she snatched it back.
The very idea of it thrilled her, deep to her new core.
Her full lips parted again with a hot sigh and a barely restrained whimper. She touched her neck once more. Her partial claws scratched against the side of her neck until she slid her hand around to scratch the itch of her fur spreading from the nape. They lazily emerged beneath her fingers, still hidden by her shoulder-length hair. Halfway around her neck, they halted and spread down, lightly covering the tendons on her neck and further, halting when they reached her collarbone.
"James," she whispered, touching the choker again. She licked her lips sloppily while restraining the urge to touch herself. Her heartbeat reverberated through her body and now she did touch herself, adjusting her jeans to take the pressure from her swollen, throbbing clit.
She grabbed the choker without looking at the price tag, clutching it to her chest as if expecting someone to steal it from her. The price didn't matter now, regardless of what she'd told Autumn earlier. Her fingers continuously rubbed against the material and she swallowed, baring her fangs while holding back a growl.
Wetness touched her thighs, hot and slick. Her legs trembled. She grabbed at her ribcage, pressing her thumb against the secret spot, circling the soft, swollen skin as it grew against the milk lines forming in her body. A thin layer of fatty tissue took shape around delicate milk ducts laying just beneath her thumb. The more she rubbed, the better it felt until every pass made her pant harder.
"Where'd Alice go?" Serenity asked a few rows behind Sadie. "I'm done so let's find everyone else."
Sadie whined while making a fist against the hidden teat and grinding her fangs. Her curved, sharp nails cut into her hoodie and the shirt beneath, lightly scoring her skin until she opened her hand. The pain brought her back from the red heat flooding her. Goosebumps rose along her arms. Pores opened in their wake to exude black hairs that replaced the ones she'd shaved earlier. They erupted in a thrilling wave that forced her to lean against a nearby rack. Her sharply exhaled breath carried the notes of a high pitched moan mixed with yet another animalistic whine.
As quickly as she could, she slipped between the racks to the sales counter, glancing to ensure her friends were nowhere near her.
"Are you ready to check out?" the girl at the counter asked.
Sadie nodded but lowered her eyes. It took effort to place the choker on the counter. Her hand shook so she snatched it away to dig in the front of her pocket to grab a small stack of cards. She picked out her debit card before shoving her student ID and learner's permit back into the pocket.
Her pussy juice coursed down her leg. Even breathing through her mouth, she could smell it. And worse, she could taste it in her mouth. Excess drool formed, forcing her to swallow several times. Breathing out, she opened her mouth to let her tongue lay against her teeth. Panting again.
"Your card when you're ready," the sales clerk told her. "Do you want your receipt with you or in the bag?"
"Bag," she answered shortly while swiping her card.
"Here you are," the clerk said after printing the receipt.
Sadie grabbed the bag with a muttered 'thank you' before moving away from the counter. She hid the bag behind her back when the other three girls approached. Serenity lay a blouse on the counter before opening her purse to take out her wallet.
"What'd you get?" Alice asked Sadie.
"J- jewelry," the girl told her, clutching the bag more tightly. "Just s- something simple. Nothing really."
"I'm glad you found something you like," Autumn told her. She held her own large bag while waiting for Alice to check out. "Are you going to wear it tomorrow night?"
"N-no", Sadie said, blushing furiously.
God, could you imagine? she asked herself. Picturing it. The world de-focused around her briefly. She pressed her thighs together in a futile attempt to stop her throbbing pussy from leaking further. The girl breathed out in a ragged rush of air while her hand crept to her throat. The little chain attached to the choker tinkled quietly in the bag.
With their purchases in hand, the four girls left the store. Traffic increased outside, forcing them to wait before crossing the street to their waiting car. Sadie kept to herself on the drive, lost in the fantasies a secret voice whispered to her.
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Earbuds played the soft sounds of a recorded thunderstorm in Sadie's ears as she stared at her book, reading the same line for the tenth time in a row. Despite the noise, she could still hear the muted voices from the television show her parents watched. Her ears twitched, shaking the left earbud loose for the third time that night. She forced it back in while re-reading the line in her chemistry book.
She felt slow tonight. Trying to recall everything she'd learned over the school year in order to finish her homework was like trying to grab eels squirming in a bathtub. It was all there but hard to focus on. Homework that should've taken two hours had taken nearly four.
Her shoulder blades itched fiercely. She scratched herself, clawing red furrows in the skin with her hardened nails before reaching down to massage and scratch her ass. Her thumb bumped over a knot low in her back that twitched against her touch.
Sadie sighed and leaned back. She wore loose cotton boy short and a plain t-shirt to fend off the warmth that had seized her shortly after coming home. Every time she moved, the shirt touched the hairs on her body. It was too much for her, a strange teasing mixture that made her want to caress herself.
She lifted her shirt while gently pushing her breast aside to look down her body. A scarlet bump lay an inch beneath both breasts. They radiated heat that matched the knot on her back and the left lump had a single long black hair growing from the edge. She could feel similar but lesser spots along her body. Her finger reached for the bump but she stopped herself. It felt weird to touch. She'd thought they were some kind of pimple but they didn't hurt when she touched them. Instead, they-
She shook her head. Further down, with her shorts laying against her crotch, she could see the faint bulge over her clit. It was still too sensitive to touch. And she hadn't even thought about anything to make herself get riled up.
Sadie glanced over her shoulder at her dresser.
No, that's not true, she told herself, staring at the small paper bag laying on top of the hard surface behind her.
The noises from the television stopped suddenly and she heard her father chuckle when her mother told him to come to bed. Sadie closed her eyes before turning up the volume on her phone. As her parents went through their nightly routine, she forced herself to finish her last bit of homework.
When the girl finally closed her book, she sighed and sat back. She pressed her palms against her temples, working them in small circles. The skin on her hands rasped lightly against her head so she brought them to her lap to scratch the slightly inflamed skin starting to cover her palms.
Once more her shoulder blades itched but not from the thick clumps of hair lining the center of her back.
Sadie stood, massaging her ass and back. Ignoring the bag. She paced, walking on the balls of her feet . The hair covering her calves waved slightly in the motion caused by her movement. She cleared her mind, pushing everything away.
Still the bag tempted her.
She left the room, barely aware of how easily she kept her balance on the slick floor despite the dry padding covering her toes and forefeet. Slipping into the bathroom, she grabbed her toothbrush roughly, quickly splashing water over the head before dotting it with paste. It vibrated in her mouth while she paced the floor, as was her habit.
The gums around her second set of premolars expanded for a brief second before enamel flowed along the four teeth like wax down a dripping candle. She grunted while pressing her electric toothbrush too hard against them in an effort to stop the sudden ache. The craggy bottoms of the teeth bubbled outward, expanding until the curves narrowed to sharp points.
Dark lines appeared in her lips to match the faint lines criss-crossing her nose. They ate at the pink inside of her brown lips slowly until they were completely black. The lines crept up and over the front of her lips but stopped, leaving them marked but mostly whole.
Sadie spat, rinsed her brush, gargled and left.
She stood before her dresser, licking her lips with her slightly floppy tongue. She'd even locked her door, something she hadn't done in years.
The girl reached for the bag to open it and pull the choker forth. The chain swung, surprisingly heavy in her hand. It rocked back and forth the puffy gray skin covering the top of her palm until she closed her fist.
She walked to her door, facing the mirror hanging from the back while laying the choker against her neck. She turned it until the clasp was toward the mirror in order to hook it closed. Holding the chain between the rough skin covering her fingers, she pulled it around, staring unblinkingly at the way it looked on her neck. The chain caught against the hairs growing from her neck until it lay cooly in the center of her nape.
Sadie breathed out, unaware that she'd held her breath. The voice within her head babbled happily but incoherently while her heart pounded beneath her chest. She inhaled and then exhaled. Faster. Tongue sliding through her lips, tipped with a drop of drool. Panting like a bitch.
Just below her distended clit, a dark spot formed on the light gray of her shorts. It expanded slowly in a thin line between her thighs.
With her eyes locked on her neck, she walked backwards until her legs brushed her bed. She lowered herself slowly until her knees touched the ground.
Her body was afire. Every single movement threatened to drive her mad. The very touch of her shirt was torture on her skin and fur. She clawed at it, ripping through the fabric before pulling it free and tossing it to the wall. Next, she grabbed at her bra, temporarily forgetting how to undo it in her frantic rush to disrobe. Drool dripped from her tongue before she swallowed it and the dark spot on her shorts widened.
The bra flew in a different direction and she snarled, running her rough, dry palms along her body, scratching her side while squeezing and pulling at her nipples, moaning and caressing her body until she thrust a finger into her mouth to suckle at it, wrapping her wide tongue over it and then pulling it free to slide through the tangle of fur above her sex.
She bent in on herself when her finger brushed her hood. She pinched the meaty flesh with a slow, agonizing howl, her brown and black lips in a wide "O" shape held high to the ceiling.
Snarling now, she rolled, pulling and kicking at her shorts and panties. Thick strands of clear sticky liquid covered her crotch and panties and the smell of it lit a fire in her nose and behind her eyes.
She rolled once more, naked now, to her hands and knees, panting and shivering in her nudity.
Sadie looked up, lips back and the skin over the bridge of her nose in a fierce furrow as she stared at her prone body in the mirror across the room. The silver chain attached to her choker slid down and around to dangle freely.
He stood there in her mind. Next to her, stroking her hair (good girl, good girl) while she pressed against him. He whispered things to her in her imagination, his voice light and playful and happy. The muscles low in her back thrashed. A thin bone lay within the strands. It clicked loudly against her hip bones with every writhing movement.
Clear liquid dripped from her burning pussy. She shoved herself back against her bed, jerking and whining when her distended pussy rubbed against the edge of the mattress.
"Jamessss," she growled, clawing at the floor. Her stomach throbbed, pulsing with her heat. The skin at the very center of the twin aching spots beneath her breasts darkened as small bumps formed in the reddened skin surrounding them. The new Montgomery glands arose and then slowly pulled back, waiting to arise once more when her belly was full of pups (squirming and yipping and nursing) waiting to be birthed.
The ghost of her crush toyed with the chain on her choker before taking it in hand. In her mind, it lengthened into a silver leash. Sadie whimpered and slammed her ass back, rubbing it up and down in a frenzy.
"I'm, oh, oh, almost, mrrrrrraaaaaah," she snarled. The bed creaked and scraped against the wall.
The ghost tugged at her leash. She whined but moved, placing her right hand before her, followed by her left knee. When he continued walking in her delirious daydream, she rose to her hands and feet, shaking from the need to orgasm.
James' ghost walked her around the room. Showing her off to the shadows of his friends. She whined continuously to him but followed, unwilling to resist. The silver chain rubbed against her neck, back and forth, back and forth as she placed her hands and feet in order.
Finally, he led her to the corner of the room. He leaned down to kiss her forehead but she tilted her head back to lick his face, her wet tongue flopping against her nose and lips until the image of him backed away. Fading.
Sadie whimpered. She clawed at the ground, tearing strips from the wood flooring with her nails. Unable to help herself, she sat back and raised her leg. Bending, bending and huffing, holding her leg aloft until her extended tongue could reach her clit.
The loud, sloppy sounds of her lapping at her pussy filled the room. She huffed, breathing through her nose while licking herself and her orgasm built, helped but the soft curve of her breasts continuously rubbing against her left teat, toying with the unformed nipple.
Her tongue folded on the downstroke and the very tip brushed between her pussy lips before dragging back over her furred hood. She slurped and sucked at her own cum, licking faster and faster until her orgasm exploded within, forcing her to drop her leg and raise her furred neck in a silent howl. She strained, raising her upper body as the waves crashed through her and a thin stream of clear liquid squirted from her swollen, engorged pussy lips.
The girl lowered herself, gasping and groaning, drained from her orgasm. She turned, sniffing at the spray of her cum. Sadie huffed at it, sniffing deeply before rolling her tongue out to clean the mess she'd made. Her tongue flattened against the floor while dragging along the wet spot and then up into her mouth. The taste of it made her warm and wet.
Finally finished, she curled into a ball at the foot of her own bed, basking in the glow of her fading orgasm as sleep overwhelmed her.
