directed by mysticcheetah
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You spot her in the dryness of the Savanna lands. An anthro cheetah, sprawled upside down in the rust-colored sand. Her long legs
are kicked up, bent at the knees, her tail twitching lazy like a metronome for your
heartbeat. Her spine arches so hard that her shoulder blades dig into the sand while
her hips tilt up, offering everything she has to the sky and, more importantly, to you.
Her head is tipped back, golden fur dusted with fine powder from the earth, the black
tear-tracks under her eyes framing a face.
Her pink tongue hangs out of her mouth. Not a lot, just the tip, a perfect little *blep* wedged between two adorable little fangs. It twitches when she sees you looking. So
does her nose. So does the soft black rim of her pussy, already wet, al-ready waiting.
You take a step closer because your feet decide that for you. She doesn't move. Her eyes, huge and amber, stay locked on yours. The position she's in is absurd and obscene
at the same time - back flat on the ground, ass raised like a throne, Vulva aimed at
your face. Her fur is short and sleek, the pale gold melting into white on her belly and
inner thighs, and there, dead center between those long legs, is a cunt so dark it drinks
the sunlight.
The juice doesn't fall. It hangs. A single glistening string of Vulva nectar pearls at the
bottom of her black slit and drools downward, stretching thin.She rolls her hips once. The string of pussy juice swings. Another bead slips free
and glistens on her dark vulva before it falls. You could hear it if the wind would shut
up. The sand drinks it. She purrs.

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