Miss Snow Finds Herself a Pup!

Miss Snow's smirk widens as she crosses her arms again, her eyes glinting with mischief. “Hmm, I’m not quite done thinking, pup,” she purrs, her voice teasing him.

waffles whimpers, his continued humping driving him mad with lust, his wide eyes frantically darting around. His body trembles, his fur ruffled, his whines soft and pleading as he waits for her decision.

Miss Snow pauses, tapping a finger against her chin, her laughter low and amused. “So many choices for my desperate little pup,” she muses, her gaze piercing as she considers her next move, leaving waffles in agonizing anticipation of her final decision. As he begins getting closer and closer she has him stop with a snap of her fingers.

After a while she:

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