"Nngh~. Aleaaa. You said you didn’t want to be bent over the kitchen table and turned into a drooling mess. I’m not going to be able to keep that promise if you keep trying to get me all riled up~."

NAME_1 breathed even heavier, chest heaving under her skirt, not even needing to confirm the last statement she made. Her swollen, throbbing length was doing all the talking for her. She was drooling more precum than most produced during an orgasm. One benefit of having an oversized length, was that she had the pair of orbs to match~. She rolled over a bit, straddling NAME_2 and looking down at her, clearly very flustered. However, NAME_2 would feel a weight press down on her thighs and it certainly wasn’t her throbbing length. No, that was the grapefruit sized pair of cumtanks between her legs. Utterly swollen with seed and still growing, making an audible churning sound each time she moved. The smell that wafted from them was an intoxicating mix of sweat and musk. Her length now rested on her stomach, stretching all the way up to the underside of her breasts. The cat girl could hardly talk, hands pressing down against NAME_2’s shoulders

"I’m not going to be able to hold back. Are you sure you want to keep teasing me? I’m serious here you temptress!"