“So jumpy. I love it.” Tessa’s tone is low and husky in your ear. You feel a second unexpected touch on your stomach, and you can only assume it’s Tessa pressing the tip of her tail firmly against your exposed [pc.belly}. You strain against the rope, trying to defend yourself against her invasive touch. Her tail drags across your body, brushing against your [pc.skinFurScales] then disappears off you, leaving your flesh tingling. Tessa’s nail starts to glide down your neck before vanishing as well off your now trembling body.
