She released me from the grasp of her powerful tail when she was sure I knew what she wanted, splaying her swollen labia and exposing her pink, gliste...ing flesh to me as her juices leaked down her ‘thighs’.I rested my hands on her wide hips and she shifted her weight, her sculpted abdominal muscles rippling, taut and hard beneath her smooth skin. I bit her hip softly, pressing my lips against her scales and tasting the sweat on her skin, crawling towards her belly as she sighed appreciatively.. I didn't need to think it through, since Emily leaned back towards me and we were kissing again. We were going at it hot and heavy when my hand slid down and caressed her breast. I had done it without thinking. After all, that would have been natural for the past two years when Chelle and I were kissing. Emily jerked away. "Mike," she said."What?"She made an exasperated sound, then whispered strongly, "You can't do that." Oh, sorry," I said, not really sorry, but trying to understand why I. I was about to go back to the washroom but she told me just to turn around and get changed. I turned my back to the three of them and slid one pair down and tried to slide the other pair up but they got stuck at my knees. “Look girls, he can’t even dress himself. And he calls himself a man. I think that he might need some help getting his little cock tucked in” Kim taunted as she got up and walked to me and slapped my ass before reaching down and helping me tug the hot pink satin. "She was complaining to me a few weeks back that one thing she misses since, uh, dad died, is ... no one buys her nice frilly things anymore." I see," I volunteered, non-committally."So I think we should get her something frilly. A Thanksgiving present, kinda." ... OK," I said, slowly. "We?"Long pause. Finally, I gave in, as she just sort of stared me down like a self-satisfied housecat. "Ok. What did you have in mind?"She regained her animation, and I realized she'd been uncertain of victory.