She's driving for an ultimate end. She wants that orgasm. that delicious cum that only a woman alone can get. No matter what! Not even a man can give ...hose pleasures. It's for her enjoyment and pleasure only.My hand is so busy on my hard cock, the drops of pre-cum are flying around, and I don't care. I've thought about turning my camera back on to let her see me, as I see her. But I know that will only ruin what we have. What I'm seeing now will probably never happen again. I'm getting so. "I was hoping we could become close friends. After all, you will soon be nothing more than that which you show the world."People generally do not understand me when I speak like that and, to be honest, that's the whole point. I had now reached her and was lowering my paw onto her shoulder. The glamour I used to convince humans I am one of them began to waver then vanish as I dropped it. I no longer needed to convince the fursuiter that I was in fact human. The look on her face when the glamour. And when he let go of her she turned her head a little and spit it all out but most of it just dripped down on her sweater, and she wiped her mouth with her sleeve and even wiped her tongue.And she stood up and he gave her something and she said “That's it?” and he said “Just give me a call when you need more, chica”. And then he left.I shut the door and sat back down on her bed so when she came in a few minutes later she wouldn't know that I had seen them, and she was only in her bra and she. And it wasn't much longer before his hand was on my breast and I wasn't about to stop him. In fact, I knew he wanted me so I said, "That feels nice, Dylan, here," and I slipped my top out of my shorts and put his hand up inside.It was only a few minutes of him squeezing my breast before I asked him to reach back and undo my bra.Now, this felt right. His nice warm hand roaming across my breasts rubbing around my hardening nipples. Mmm.Well, time does pass and it was getting late so I told Dylan.