With my pet managing all the work on my cock, I focused my attention on rubbing her clit, moving my finger in quick circles exactly where I knew she liked it best. Would an orgasm wake her? Perhaps. But it was a risk I was willing to take now. I wanted her to cum for me.
Her little moans. Her hot cunt working me. Her tail pressed against me. The feel of the plug that filled her ass pressing against my cockhead. All these sensations threatened to push me over the edge before my pet. I focused my breathing, keeping it slow and steady to stave off that orgasm for a little while longer.
“Nnngh,” my pet moaned in a shaky exhale. I understood this noise well. Asleep or awake, it was the sound she always made right before she came.
“Cum for me, pet,” I whispered in her ear.
And, like a good girl, she did. Her orgasm was quieter than the ones she had when awake but no less noticeable from inside her. Her pulsing cunt, squeezing and releasing my cock while her hips bucked up and down, brought me over the edge. I came with a quiet grunt, shooting three large spurts inside my pet.
I laid still. Had my pet woken up? I listened. I watched her silhouette. But now, her orgasm completed, she seemed to return to a quiet slumber.
I moved my hand from her now sensitive clit and used it instead to pull her into a spooning embrace. I kissed the back of her head and whispered, “Goodnight, pet.”
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