The blow dryer felt good, especially on her wing. What felt even better was the back massage. She goes at once to moan his name loudly, her wings moving into a presenting position. Being a pet person was truly a curse. On one hand, you get to live a pampered life.... on the other hand, going into heat on top of the high sex drive is enough to make anyone go completely feral with desire.

"Yes..... I want Seiya to always be in me. Master's cock can rest in his bird." But then his is massaging that spot and she arches her back with a loud cry of his name, having the world suddenly go white from the simple touch.

Her master was the best in the world. Not only was he a passionate lover, but she always felt like he never treated her as some pet but as almost a equal. She leans against him for support and one moment, he was leading her, the next she was completely surrounded by his scent and he was on her again.

There was no life better than this for her. Her beloved master, making love to her... A mere pet. Her moans slowly became songs of passion and love just for him. Her chest arches into his kneading hands, her songs stopping at the passionate kiss, a kiss that she was more than willing to return with one of her own. Even if she can't quite clearly see his eyes, she can feel it... His love for her. A love that is returned and melded with his.