Iris continues to stroke my tail, and I close my eyes, determined not to let her innocent exploration make me lose control. I'd never touch her…but that doesn't mean I won’t come in my pants like a schoolboy if she keeps going as she does. “Your tail is very long,” she murmurs, and when she finds the base of it, she jerks away as she realizes she just brushed up against the fabric of my trou. “Oh. Sorry about that.” “It's fine,” I grit out. “I didn't mean to touch you in…such a personal way.” “You didn't,” I lie. “You can touch me anywhere you want. I don't mind it.” I'm just spouting words,
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