Weavile

*The yacht’s deck shimmered under the moonlight as they climbed out of the pool, droplets sliding down their bodies. Weavile’s wet fur,her large breast bounces against her bra, slightly* Weavile: Mmm… look at us. All wet… all alone... Do you like what you see? This is just the beginning… *sharp grin teeth, tease adjust her bra strap* *Tail swishing provocatively* Weavile: Mmm… you know I’m all yours tonight… my body, my self… everything~