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Club Vore - Page 78 - Your completely limp - By Funnymain - Overview
The fear, uncertainty and adrenaline have left you some what at sorts. Sitting there on the sofa completely limp.

“HAHAHA, What is that? Is that all you got? I thought you were sporting something a little meatier HAHAHA.”

“Charlie, why don’t you see if you can get our guest ready for the party?”

You dart back to Charlie trying to see what’s happening through the muzzle. Charlie looks at Ricky and back to you in agreement. Giving a sensual and sinister grin. Charlie reaches over the security station and turns off the camera system. Then over to a small radio sitting on the desk, turning it on and all the way up. Some classic rock and roll starts to play so loudly that its hard to hear the music coming from the club.

Charlie starts to unzip his jacket and throws it onto the floor. Then grabs the bottom of his shirt raising it up and over his head. He is the pinnacle of fitness. Not an ounce of fat or waisted muscle. His fur slick and pressed onto his frame.

There is a little bit of a twitch in your manhood but only fleeting as weird thoughts and feelings sprint through your mind. Charlie drops to all fours and crawls over to where you are seated. One hand placed on either side of you, pressing you further into the couch with his weight. For an eternity it seems like he stares at you, locked eye to eye. The moment is broken by him laying a big kiss on the end of the muzzle your wearing and his tongue pressing through the opening and licking at your lips. Pursed closed you try to keep him out. He breaks away and begins to lay soft kisses on your neck, then chest. As he pulls up your shirt to reveal your stomach. Laying kiss after kiss, licking at your navel and down your abdomen.

He is inches away from your member. Which is all the excitement has seemed to come to life, giving you a semi hard on. Just enough to stand erect. His muzzle brushing it now and again. The gentle whiskers at the end brushing over the head over your penis. The quick inhaling and exhaling of his nose blowing warm and cool air around your cock and balls. Taking in your sweet scent of ecstasy and fear.

“Look at that, seems like our new friend likes your moves Charlie”

“Then he’s going to love my next one.”




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