A few minutes later she asked me, “are you Nishant, I mean Nish, from Nish Massage?”. I was taken back by surprise, was wondering how did she gues... that. She understood my surprised expression and said further “I overheard your name as Nish and massage while you were talking over the phone”. I had no other option but had to accept and said, “yeah I am Nish from Nish Massage”.“Wow! I never thought I would meet you in this manner Nish” Jia said with a smile. I could sense she was excited as well.. But that’s the last thing our mind. I stop with the nipple games and join John between Merida’s splayed legs. My fingers pinch the fat folds of her cunt, pull them apart, exposing the pink below. I pull them apart, exposing the folds until her clit is revealed, a hard pink nub, as big as a pencil eraser. Her reaction is desperate, immediate. There is no delay to her screams. John has greased a single finger and is using it to ply around Merida’s thick clit, tapping it, rubbing it, stroking it.. ”She released him and planted a kiss on his cheek. Her long, furry tail waved back and forth, almost like the wagging of an excited dog.“Anything for you, my Alpha.”She rested her head on his lap and shuddered contentedly as he stroked her hair.Suddenly an explosion echoed through the cave, the two scrambling to their feet, retrieving what was left of their clothing and heading to the vine curtain to take a look outside.McGregor motioned for Zhari to stay back and she obeyed, her round ears. ." No." Oh, alright. Sorry." That's okay. But not Dennis. Please." I said I wouldn't." You promise?" Yep. Anyway, what's wrong with him?" Oh, nothing really. He's no Max." Nobody is Max." Yeah, but he's not a Max to me." You want to borrow my Max?" Yeah, sure. Just behave when we get there, would you?" I'll be an angel." That would be a first." Hmmph. No dessert for you, then." Ooh, you making that cheesecake, Mrs Jones?" Of course, dear. You're coming." Okay, look, I trust you. Just tell Max,.