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They finished laughing at a joke as they entered her bedroom. It was well kept: a crisp folded bedding, matching furniture, and only a slight mess of clothes skewed the corner of the room far from the eye. "Fuck its dark." Jackal spat with a slight inebriated slur. "Whatever I'm going to change anyway." The Panther's feminine voice was easily heard with that detail despite the wall she was facing. "Would you like me to leave?" Politely asked the Jackal, with his mind already halfway through his daydream where his lips were on her stomach. "No, its alright." Panther implied without even a thought of being pressed upon. She quickly lifted her shirt off her body bunching her hair as it came to her head. It swiftly jutted off and with it came Panther's long luscious hair, pouring out, bouncing as she swayed her head. Jackal's feet became nailed to the ground as he realized his daydream was quickly escalating more towards reality. Her curves were passionate sex and the Jackal concluded her slight gaze to the right of her body asked for domination, as the side of her breast was being shown his primal essence screamed "Fuck her."
She stood there inspecting herself as if Jackal didn't exist. And with the quick moment of ecstasy came decency far too quick for Jackal as she pulled on a shirt and jumped to bed. "Come. Sleep with me." She said without making eye contact as she pathed her way into the sheets. Jackal was lightning to the bed where he was stopped right before he entered the warmth of her covers. "You can take your pants off if you want." Jackal was surging and with her next inspiring breath his jeans joined the skewed pile of clothes in her room. He slid under the covers as he pointed his waist toward her and she lay silently with a smile.