As Sonny's body tensed and he let out a long, shuddering moan into Walker's mouth, Zdinarsik felt the warmth of his release against her palm. She smiled, satisfied with her victory as she continued to stroke his cock, milking every last drop from him. Walker pulled away from their kiss, laughing breathlessly, her tail swaying playfully behind her as she watched Zdinarsik tend to Sonny's needs. "Damn, Z,"

Z-Dog drawled, her voice rough from their kiss. "Always knew you had a way with 'em." She leaned back, letting Sonny's spent cock fall free from her grasp as she grinned at him. "You want to get back at us later?" she asked with a wink.

Sonny panted, his chest heaving as he looked up at Z-Dog, still slightly dazed from the intensity of their encounter. He tried to speak, but all that came out was a hoarse rasp.