“Ahh, god...” she sighs, as you continue tickling her neck with your lips. She breaks her embrace and hurriedly pulls her vest and shirt over her head, revealing her DD-cup breasts; both her nipples are fully erect, sticking up like little 'touch me' signs. You oblige them and caress her jiggly breasts as she fiddles with your own clothing. She manages to remove the top of your wizard’s robes, exposing your well-rounded breasts; she then returns your favor by squeezing and fondling your own over-sized nipples. You shiver as she paws at the sensitive nubs on your chest, but don’t let up your assault, moving your mouth down to tickle one of hers with your teeth and tongue. Soon she’s quaking and twitching beneath your ministrations; rubbing at her crotch with one hand as she half-heartedly tries to tease you back with the other.
“Please... I can’t take any more,” she whines. “Stop pashing on my nips and put it in, mate.” The hand at her crotch begins trying to unfasten her belt while the other grabs and fondles her breast; you smirk and complete your own undressing quickly with both hands. As each of your canine members emerges, engorged with blood, from your clothing, she switches from undressing back to rubbing, breathing heavily and stroking herself through the fabric as she stares at your matching knee-length, canine members.
“What’s wrong?” you tease. “I thought you wanted it in, but your pants are still in the way?”