You lean in, pushing her tail up with your nose, pressing your face into her rump and inhaling deeply. Her scent is richer and muskier than anything that you could have ever imagined. She lets out a shrill squeak, then wiggles a little before turning around, staring at you, then glances between your legs. You hadn't realized it before, but sniffing at your sister's private place had aroused, and your small dragonhood was erect and out of it's sheath. Zayre wiggles a little and...
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