01-15-2006, 02:41 AM
Harry withdrew his fingers, but kept his other hand on Grey's fun peices. He began to smack Grey, making a sharp crack noise with a muffled "phwhumph" sound on his fur. Once he had smacked him four the fourth consecutive time, his hand had begun to sting, a tad, and his own fun peices had raised to the proper height. Harry decided that twice today would be a good score, and treated the orafice below Grey'd tail with a rough stuffing.
Harry breifly pondered weather Grey would like it tender, slow, or rough. He was disturbingly good a rough. Butlers, if you ask their spouses, tend to be. But I hope you don't ask butler's spouses, because I think that both yourself and the interrogated sopuse would be somewhat embaressed by such an awkweard question.
He decided on rough, based on a well-worn hentai manga, and on how he'd already inserted himself. He thought it best to carry on the tend. Besides, he liked being smacked. He began going quick and hard, sweating with the exertion and his bones creaking fom the stress.
Harry pressed onward.
"Call me master, sir," he growled.
Harry breifly pondered weather Grey would like it tender, slow, or rough. He was disturbingly good a rough. Butlers, if you ask their spouses, tend to be. But I hope you don't ask butler's spouses, because I think that both yourself and the interrogated sopuse would be somewhat embaressed by such an awkweard question.
He decided on rough, based on a well-worn hentai manga, and on how he'd already inserted himself. He thought it best to carry on the tend. Besides, he liked being smacked. He began going quick and hard, sweating with the exertion and his bones creaking fom the stress.
Harry pressed onward.
"Call me master, sir," he growled.