CHAPTER 475: CHAPTER 475: WHAT DID I SIGN UP FOR (PART 5) (R-18)

Trixie smiled at his words, her eyes glowing briefly and her tail flicking excitedly as she raised her head.

She leaned in, lips brushing his ear. "What are you waiting for, then~?"

Her breath hitched as Don’s grip shifted, fingers digging harder into the plush flesh of her ass before dragging the damp lace down her thighs. The fabric clung for a second—stretching, sticking—before finally peeling away with a soft snap of elastic.

Mm~

Trixie shuddered, her thighs pressing together instinctively, but Don didn’t let her hide.

Don’s grip slipped between her thighs, fingers sliding through the slickness that clung to her skin.

A thin trail of arousal glistened down her inner thigh, a sticky path leading right to the source—her exposed pink cunt.

Mm~

Her breath became shaky as his fingertips brushed over her, tracing the damp seam without pressing in. Just teasing. Just enough to make her hips twitch forward, seeking more.

Don’s fingers stilled, a grin tugging at his lips as he watched her squirm. "Getting second thoughts?" His voice was rough, teasing, fingertips barely ghosting over her slick folds—close enough to feel the heat but not enough to give her what she wanted.

Trixie huffed, her cheeks flushing a deeper pink, golden eyes narrowing. "You wish."

She tilted her head upward, lips curling into a wicked grin as her eyes sparkled.

Mm~

Her hands slid up her own body, fingers sinking into the soft swell of her breasts, squeezing just hard enough to make the supple flesh press between her knuckles.

"Your room’s just chilly," she purred, rolling her hips forward again, grinding her bare cunt against him.

The growing warmth of her slick skin left a sticky smear on his abdomen, the wetness clinging in thin, glistening strands.

"But you’re really starting to warm me up~" Trixie purred, her eyes half-lidded as she arched against him, her slick folds leaving another sticky smear against his skin.

A sudden puff of pink smoke curled between them, the last remnants of her panties dissolving into glittering nothingness—leaving her completely bare, her glistening pink cunt pressing flush against him.

Mm~

She shuddered, fingers tightening in her own breasts as she rolled her hips, grinding slow and steady.

"I can feel my essence replenishing..." Her voice was breathy, her tail flicking in quick, restless arcs against his thigh.

Don’s smirk faltered for just a second, his fingers stilling as Trixie arched into him with a smug little wiggle. He exhaled through his nose, the playful defeat clear in the way his grip loosened—just enough for her to feel it.

Mm~

Her tail flicked against his thigh, triumphant.

"Care to return the favor?" His voice was rougher now, less teasing and more wanting, his thumb dragging a slow, sticky line up her slit just to watch her shiver.

Trixie flashed an eager smirk, her eyes flickering with mischief as her tongue darted out to wet her lips. "Mmm~ Thought you’d never ask~"

Her hands slid away from her breasts with a slow, teasing drag of fingertips against flushed skin before she snapped her fingers—fwip—a puff of cotton-candy smoke curling around Don’s hips as the rest of clothes vanished.

Don pulled his hands away from Trixie as he looked down at himself. His cock stood rigid, flushed and throbbing, the tip already beading with pre-cum as it jutted toward her.

A slow smirk curled Trixie’s lips as she followed his gaze, her eyes flickering with amusement—and hunger. She licked her bottom lip, the pink of her tongue dragging lazily before she met his stare.

"You work quick~" Don muttered, his voice rough as his fingers flexed at his sides, still damp with her.

Trixie pressed her chest flush against him, the soft weight of her breasts squishing against his chest as she rolled her hips in slow circles.

The heat of her skin seeped into his, the slickness still clinging between them.

Before Don could react, her tail coiled around his cock in one swift motion—thin but deceptively strong, the smooth underside of it gliding along his length with a wet shllkof pre-cum smearing against her shimmering skin.

The tip twitched against his stomach, beads of arousal pearling at the slit as her tail tightened just enough to make his breath hitch.

Trixie’s tail wiggled against his tip, the slick underside smearing pre-cum in thick, glistening streaks along its length before stroking down his shaft in one slow pull.

Shllk~

The wet sound filled the air as her tail coiled tighter, the friction deliciously sticky, her shimmering skin dragging against his throbbing cock.

Trixie didn’t stop there.

She lowered herself with a slow roll of her hips, her cunt dragging against the length of Don’s cock as she ground down. A thick string of her arousal stretched between her folds and his shaft before snapping, splattering warm, sticky wetness along his throbbing skin.

Her tail coiled tighter, the shimmering underside gliding in wet circles around his tip, smearing his pre-cum in streaks.

MM~ A soft, breathy moan escaped her lips as she rocked forward again, her inner thighs trembling against his body.

The heat of her soaked slit pressed against him, her juices dripping in slow, syrupy trails down his length.

Don returned his fingers into the soft flesh of her hips as he whispered against her ear. "I think you’re ready for more."

Trixie stilled—just for a moment—her tail giving one last teasing flick against his cock before loosening. A slow, wicked grin then curled her lips as she tilted her head back to meet his gaze.

"Mm~ I’m always ready for more. Foreplay is optional." Her voice teased with amusement.

"In that case, I won’t keep you waiting."

Don’s grip firmed around Trixie’s hips, fingers in her flesh as he guided her down—slow, letting her feel every inch of him stretching her open.

Her folds parted with a slick, wet sound, clinging to his cock as she sank lower, her body trembling around him.

A soft, high moan spilled from Trixie’s lips as she felt the thick head of his cock push deeper, her walls fluttering around him.

"O-oh~ yeah... fill me up..." she whimpered, her tail curling tight around his thigh as her arms looped around his neck, fingers tangling in his hair.

Her cunt clung to him, dripping hot and sticky as he stretched her open inch by inch, her inner muscles pulsing in greedy little spasms. The wet drag of her folds against his shaft sent shivers up her spine, her thighs trembling where they pressed against his hips.