Growling means play time.
My patience is quickly waning.
I can feel your body under mine. Give me a reason to stay.
Just wait until I have my nails under your skin. I know you'll beg for more...
Running general errands. I will be back.
Fuck me like you hate me.
I could tell you that I can rock you to the core, shock your body, and make you beg for more. I could tell you that you'll writhe and shudder, and want to grind. I could tell you that you'll want to find me again.
Or, I could show you.
I have the sudden urge to dig my nails into someone's back...
No, I refuse. I will never belong to you. You don't belong to me.
Oh my... I am rather aroused...
Evidently, I now own a pet. Lovely thing.
Don't worry, I don't bite without consent.