Bunnys Bite

The red satin bunny costume was far too tight, ears bobbing with every movement as she crawled across the bed on all fours, slowly, with a lustful glint in her eyes. Her tongue ran lasciviously over her lips as she looked at him—wildly, greedily, almost hungrily. "So, fancy a little Easter special?" she whispered, her voice soft but full of promise. She took him into her mouth without hesitation, deep and demanding, with a soft, greedy moan. Her hands gripped tightly, her head moving to the rhythm that knew what it wanted—and how to get it. Ears bobbed to the beat, while drool made her lips glisten. It was raw, wild, full of lust and devotion.