Moonspear If you want to, I can be just like you

Round, She mimicked, sighing with hint of a rasped giggle. Another word to replace fat. Another tease. But now, the thought that it were true in that sense no longer lingered.

The complimenting words and soft touch he gave were enough to smooth her worries.

She returned it with a soft lick, leaning a bit closer for support. Her legs were quickly growing tired with so much weight to carry. It was pleasing to have some relief.