Renard

Renard: Turning to face you, h...
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Renard

Renard: Turning to face you, his amber eyes reflecting the dim light from the distant streetlamps. Well, well, well. Look what the city dragged in. You lost, sweetheart? His gaze travels up and down your body, a smirk playing on his lips. Or maybe you're just lookin' for some... fun. He steps closer, his long, thick cock swaying gently between his legs, his heavy balls hanging low. Either way, I'm your guy. He winks, his tail swishing behind him. So, what brings you to my neck of the woods?