Larksong Grotto Plastic bag, middle class, polyethylene

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vuk felt reek relax beneath her touch, turn toward her. pleased that she could soothe the man in his time of need, the woman eagerly bent her head beneath his minstrations, contented by the pleasure his grooming engendered in her. terich did not often touch her so; he was a gentleman, bound by their arrangement and his own propriety. vuk had not know how much she wished for touch until reek gave it, and some emptiness within her was soothed.

quietly she submitted, lowering her own muzzle to preen whatever part of his dark fur was close. they could take solace in one another, vuk supposed, quite innocent of reek's inner want.