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Solveig's laugh echoed from above, as they climbed the stairs, her arm around the wolfess's waist, "You're the most straight-forward bunch, out-of-towners. Something I like.." Her arm slowly rose, as they neared the last of the stained steps, guiding the wolfess's snout to settle between her corset's tight fabric and her smooth, ample breasts. Calling over her shoulder, "In a while, could you be a dear and bring up a bottle of wine? Thanks, Barkeep!"

Following the woman up the stairs, the lanky wolf shifted to one side to keep up with ascending the stairs while continuing to keep her hands upon the woman's waist, "We *are*, but we can't help it. Especially not around voluptuous women like yours-mmpmm.." Her snout met the warm softness of the space snug between her corset and breasts, an audible growling rumble emitting from the wolf as she stiffened, then went slack against the woman, leaning upon her as she pressed her face more intently against her cleavage, a long floppy tongue slipping out to lap between her breasts. She moved her head from side to side, coming up only for a gasp of air as she grasped at the girl's sides and put her mouth upon the curve of one pushed up breast, clamping her mouth upon it and suckling hard as her hands fumbled with the corset before they even met a room. If the woman wasn't leading them, they'd end up on the floor!

Solveig's heat met the wolfess's snout, her form swaying to the side. Bumping into the wall, she petted the wolfess's darker locks, her fingers following the curls outward, "Let's get you inside, deary.." Her breasts lift upwards, as she breathes in deep and sharp, her eyes closing briefly. Taking small steps towards a room's door, she opens it by grasping the wolfess's pert rump and bumping it lightly into the door. As it opens, Solveig released a throaty moan into the room, the bed, table, and single chair made of the dull wood. Solveig's form swung from the left, to the right, stepping slowly towards the bed. As she nears the side, she pushes the wolfess lightly, her hands lifting upwards to the back of her corset, "Eager are we? You've got some strong lips..I can't wait.."

Majorra was a wolf on a mission, to free the ample breasts from the confining corset. She grasped and fumbled with the strings as they walked, more inclined it seemed to try and free her bust by mouth, moving her tongue to lick and lap at the tender flesh at the edge where the top of the corset pinched at her breasts. The back of her knees hit the bed, the wolf falling backwards lightly, her dark curls a splayed mess, her expression warming into a dark, heavy look of need as she grinned and breathed in slowly,"As nice as a corset looks upon a waist.." She reached up and hooked her thumbs into the top, moving to tug as soon as she felt the back begin to give way,"It is all the nicer to watch it fall away.." Her tail twitched behind her, knees parting as she leaned forward and nipped at the warm air between them.

The corset loosened within the wolfess's grasp, Solveig's breasts free. She released a soft sigh, "That always feels better.." Pushing her dress-skirt downward, Solveig's breasts idly hang, as her legs lift one-by-one. Standing up, she tosses her clothing by the door, "You look like such a good dog.." Her hands draw the wolfess's snout upwards, pushing lightly upon her chin. Solveig leans towards Majorra's lips, offering them a caught moan and a thick-lipped kiss. Pulling back, Solveig's gaze became lidded, "Mmm..who's first?"

Majorra watched her, enthralled with the sight of her undressing, her breasts large and frame thick. This thrilled her somehow, leaning forward as she moved to stand, and found herself caught in the kiss. Electric pleasure rushed through her, toes curling upon the floor as her tongue ran over the plush lips of her partner, busy sucking upon the lower one as the woman pulled away. Her gaze hazy, voice a bit breathless as she followed forward a bit to try and reclaim the kiss,".. First...? First for what...?" Still clothed, she pressed upon the woman again, hands hefting her heavy breasts and squeezing them firmly, rolling her long tongue upon Solveig's neck to run back upwards towards her mouth.

The large framed woman pressed her hands to the wolfess's cheeks, her dark-ringed nipples stiff in the heavy air. Tilting her head to the side, she grabbed at the wolfess's tunic, pulling its hem towards their kiss, the fabric pooling around the wolfess's dark curls. Drawing her tongue along the wolfess's, her body shivers, "Something different..gets my blood-a-boiling." Pushing the wolfess's shoulder, Solveig's hand guided the wolfess to sit, then lay upon the bed, her bare waist soon settling upon the wolfess's stomach.

The wolf was busy tasting every inch of the woman's soft skin, rumbling her lips against her, before the fabric of her tunic lifted up and clouded her vision. She snorted, then laughed muffled as she leaned back against the bed, her narrow stomach showing off the splash of light cream fur as she stretched out upon the bed. Modest bust resting up against her collarbone, the wolf shifted upon the sheets and placed her hands upon Solveig, feeling around until they settled upon her wide hips, "Mademoiselle.... vous allumez un feu en moi." Her rough accent rumbled through her tunic, digging her fingertips into the soft flesh and rolling her hips upward to grind upon the woman's bare waist.

Solveig's cheeks became flushed, her hands curling their fingers alongside the wolfess's breasts, the pressure building, before being released, "You have a fancy tongue.." Her hands placed themselves behind her, as her legs wiggled forward, her sex's wiry hair brushing against the wolfess's chin, "This be a better use for it, than those fancy words." One of her larger hands grasped the wolfess's curls, her palm smoothing the fur above the wolfess's brow, as her hips pulled slightly upward, before settling, her sex wetting the wolfess's throat.

Watching the woman slowly slink closer, her view almost entirely made up of the soft skin and inviting garden of hair that led to her plush sex, the movement of her fidgeting tail squirming upon the bedsheets behind them as the wolf breathed in the warm air,"Mm..." A soft noise escaping her as Solveig moved closer, and she felt the damp warmth upon her throat. Hands moved to slink up the woman's thick thighs, kneading at the smooth skin there, her rougher cheek rubbing its fur against her, snickering softly as she turned her face and kissed damply upon her thighs, "I find snouts were *made* for this.." Her hands moved forward and under, hooking under the woman's legs and grasping her backside for leverage, her shoulder blades lifting as she leaned forward and pressed her snout into the warmth of the wiry hair of her vulva, snuffling and kissing, her mouth nibbling wetly at the outer part of the woman's lips. She mumbled softly, tongue lolling out to slowly lick up and down her partner's warm outer lips, tickling in the area between her sex and her thighs. She moved slowly, crimson gaze lifting to watch the heave of her breasts and movement of her body as the wolf nuzzled firmly against Solveig's sex, before pressing to part the woman's nether lips and burrow her face against her, licking and suckling upon her lips.

The dark room was made heavy with the larger woman's moans, her heaving chest lifting and falling in a steady rhythm. Curling a hand around one of the wolfess's ears, before settling it behind her to sustain her position, Solveig lifted her hips, her sex marking the wolfess's nose with a warm moisture. Closing her eyes and looking upwards, she releases a long sigh, "There, mm.." Her form rotates slowly in a small circle, her sex warming the wolfess's lips and throat. Solveig bites her lip lightly, as her hands move to squeeze the wolfess's leg muscles

As the woman leaned back, Majorra had more and more room to work with, rumbling deep in her chest. Her hands moved back and over the woman's legs, hands put to her sex as she parted her pink folds and ran her tongue up and down them, tasting and exploring every inch of her. There was little restraint in the wolf, her entire face pressed upon the woman's sex, licking and sucking upon every bit of her she could find, pressing her mouth to the small entrance of her vagina and suckled firmly. Her long fingers moved to petting her sex gently, then moved between her lips to pet and stroke at her clit, as the wolf worked her tongue up against Solveig's entrance. She rolled her tongue around it, worked and kneaded it against it, then slowly pushed inward as her long floppy tongue filled her as much as it could and swirled about.

Solveig's voice rolled out of her parted lips, her toes curling outward. Turning her gaze to the side, her muscles tightened, and her sex pressed itself around the wolfess's tongue. Her sex's release splattered against the wolfess's lips and throat, as the heavier woman released the wolfess's legs. Her form pulled itself from the wolfess's lips, briefly, as she moved to press her knees against the bed's blanket, her dripping sex above the wolfess's snout, "Mmmaybe a bit more, while I'm warm." Lowering her sex upon the wolfess's lips, Solveig's right hand smoothed out her curls, while her left hand drifted over the wolfess's belly fur, her fingers parting around the wolfess's sex. Her hand then starts a steady patting of the lips there, her palm sweaty.

Relishing in the delight of tasting the most intimate parts of her partner, the wolf breathed in hard through her nose and pressed more firmly against Solveig as she felt the woman's muscles tighten around her tongue. It lashed wildly, her fingers coaxing the little pearl of a clit from its hood and rolling it around. She pulled back with a gasp, her face and chin damp, throat shifting with her deep breaths as she gazed up at the woman like she was drunk upon the warm, wet arousal from her. With a growl of agreement she lifted from the bed to push her mouth between her sex once again, this time her lips upon the woman's clit. She rolled her tongue about it, sucking gently to coax the tender pink flesh into her mouth, sucking harder still as she felt her clit against her tongue. Hands moving to where her mouth had once been, two fingers deftly push up into her and curl slightly, her palm pushing against the woman's sex as she worked her hand in and out of her. The thin form of the wolf shifted upon the bed, her hips lifting as her heels pressed upon the side of the mattress, gaining the leverage to buck her hips, grinding her sex against the woman's hand as the wolf growled muffledly and moved her face from side to side between her partner's thighs.

Sliding her fingers around the wolfess's clit, Solveig pushed them together, trapping the pink button between her thick, wiggling fingers, her fingertips upon the pink flesh below. Her eyes open wide and she looks down, staring at the wolfess. Grinding her thighs into the wolfess's cheeks, she straightens, a long breath being pulled into her nose, before her lips part into a very load moan. Barkeep, below, stops cleaning his mug for a second, setting it aside. Solveig's meaty thighs trap the wolfess's head, as her sex quivers and soaks the wolfess's facial fur, her hands grabbing onto the wolfess's ears, as her left eye twitches, "Ahhhhyyy, hittin' mah buttons!"

The combination of having such strong fingers work at her gently parted sex, along with the intoxicating experience of losing herself between the warm thighs of the vocal woman made for a very sensitive wolf, her hips quivering as she arched her back and worked her sex up against the woman's hand. Wet, warm arousal leaked down between her toned thighs upon the fabric of the bed that creaked and groaned each time she bucked. As Solveig reached a peak, her tongue wiggled across the woman's perked clit endlessly, her fingers pressing firmly upon the gently raised bump of her g-spot. She growled and closed her eyes, suckling upon her clit for a long moment, before she gasped for breath and removed her soaked hand to replace it with her mouth. Licking and rolling her tongue all about the woman's soaked sex, she nuzzled her snout against the warm lips and gently began to lap at her, enjoying bringing her down from the intense peak, free hands squeezing at her thighs as the wolf rested back upon the bed, "You taste delicious..."

Solveig's hands grabbed for the pillow, as her larger form slowly slid downwards. Her sex left a trail of wetness down the wolfess's front, and her body collapsed upon the wolfess's. Releasing her breath in steady huffs, Solveig's head rested itself upon the pillow, her arms curling underneath the wolfess's midsection. Turning towards the wolfess's floppy ear, she bites it, gently, "Yer a good likker. Should come about more often." Drawing her hands along the wolfess's back and then shoulders, Solveig's lips pulled into a smile, her eyes closing half-way, "I'mma too tired to lay elsewhere, pup. So yer a'gonna have to lay with me for a while."

Breath expelled from her in a soft 'oof', the wolf grinning as her ear tried to flick away from the biting, shivers running down her spine. She shifted and wiggled a bit to get more comfortable upon the bed under the large woman, murmuring something sweet and deep against her ear, then draping her arms about Solveig's shoulders. The shepherd's long legs sprawled out off the side of the bed, the wolf sighing and turning her head to press her snout against the woman's neck, "Mm, good. You are very warm." She closed her eyes, resisting the urge to scratch and wiggle around, as she usually did to get comfortable.