VELKA

VELKA

Being born beautiful is such a... troublesome...
Always drawing attention, always tempting stares. But Velka enjoy that....

Velka has long gotten used to it.
Those fox-like crimson eyes, always slightly upturned, always carrying that knowing smile, like she already knows exactly what you're thinking.

She walks toward you slowly, stretching those soft, slender legs. With a casual kick, she slips off her boots, placing her bare paw against your tense stomach.

"Relax~"
She whispers, that voice curling at the end like a silk ribbon, irresistibly sweet.

Her paw slowly down your tight abs... lower still.
Her paw-toes press gently, teasing just above your groin.
You feel her warm paw rubbing against your skin in slow, deliberate strokes...every pass a mix of temptation and punishment.

"You're so tense….hehe”

As she speaks, she hooks both paw around your waist and pushes you down onto the mat. Her tail coils around you possessively, and her slide down once again...

Wet. Hot. Dizzying.

Velka leans lazily over you, purple hair brushing your chest, but her paw pad never stop moving.
They slide down your belly, then lift...

"Already stand up" she giggles with playful and wicked.

Her toes wrap around your cock, stroking it slowly from base to tip.
Her paw pads squeeze the shaft expertly...Then, without warning, pressing down, pinning it against your belly. You gasp.....

"Slap, slap!!"Wet sounds echo in the room, accompanied by your gasping breath.

Velka tilts her head, her smile as sweet as poison.
“No hands~”

Her grip tightens, rhythm picking up...until your body shudders and you cum between her pads, warm white streaking across her delicate soles.

She licks..“We’re just getting started…”