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"He uses his tail to gently rub on the sides between your legs" My inner thighs? The writing is ... bad. I am sorry. It is.

It is not all bad. The taste of grape jelly is a nice touch. That is the end of my praise. You forgot the other senses. What does he smell like? What does he feel like? Is his breath hot? When I grab his horns are they hard? Does he feel it? What does he sound like?

My game is unfinished and if it was finished it would not be great. Feel free to lambast me. I understand you had time constraints. That is not my problem. The writing is bad regardless of why. I am not trying to be a jackass. I know I am a jackass it comes naturally. I am going to include examples of how I think the writing could be improved. I could be wrong. I am trying to help. That sounds like I am blaming you. I am not. I am being a dick and that is not your fault.

"the tip of his tail wraps around the top of your cock
it moves up and down your length,
sending shivers to* your body." *Through. Up. Down.

The tip of his wet sticky tail constricts your cock squeezing from base to tip. He smiles kindly as his grip tightens. You can't help but squirm. "Too much?" he asks condescendingly. You shake your head. Speaking is out of the question.

His tail slithers up and down caressing your cock as it coats your twitching skin in a thin glossy slime.

Your body shivers so completely you see and feel ripples course through his tail.

"You bury your face fully into his belly
but your fingers do not quit
you slip one inside his hole
tilting it upward
causing a loud moan from Rin."

You bury your face in his big round belly getting his slime all over your skin. In your mouth. In your nose. Breathing is over rated compared to his embrace.

You easily slip a finger into his hole only for it to be smothered by incredible pressure. What you would not give to have your tongue deep inside him. Your finger moves easily despite the pressure you poke and prod every inch making him moan and growl with delight.

"As he sits back, you fall onto the bed."

Bed? We were on a chair two seconds ago.