Pressing through the heavy oaken doors of her Master's gilded bedroom, Yvette calmly padded with furverent glee into the space. Dressed in silks and beneath those, velvety, soft leather undergarments, the proud Dire Wolf was quick to eye her beloved Sachi, squishing her bosom between her biceps just slightly to catch his attention as she grew near. "Goodmorning, dear Master Sachi, blessings upon you, and many thanks for your graces of allowing me entrance on this blissful day.~" She edged, falling to her knees in a solemn, deep bow.

Rising when ordered, she pressed onwards, her soft hands gracing the godly figure's thighs. Raising the hem of her drifting silks, she slowly settled herself onto Sachi's lap, resting her entire supple figure into his masculinity, letting his manhood center between her cakey thighs. "In need, dear master? Tension is no way of a god, allow me to ease your troubles." Yvette cooed, her hands drifting to cup the sides of Sachi's hardening length, gliding along its surface as her thighs bucked from side to side, seeking to edge her godliness to a heavenly release..~