Their hot, steamy breaths intertwined and merged into one from within the prison of fur and comfort. Who could have imagined that such a beautiful lady with a fox tail would be used for such an act of debauchery?
Yet the forbidden sensation only drove one wilder with lust.
Their limbs entangled as the fox straddled Vladimir, sitting atop his robed waist. The fox woman seemed trained in what to do, an enchanting blush smeared across intoxicated features.
Even if the women of her race were known as the purest kind in the world and rarest, she herself had a lot of contact and experience in regard to the relationships between man and woman.
And that's obviously cause she isn't real, but just an illusion manifested by the old man testing the youth in front of him.
Even though the fox race did indeed exist, no one actually knew where they were located or even how strong are they.
