It was a question that had been posed in many spy movies and romantic films, and usually resulted in steam rising from the collars of those it was asked of.
But KG surged forward, eager to assist with a smile on his reptilian face.
You could tell it was a dress made by their friend Honey the Cat, as the top of it stopped just above the equator of her epic tits, covering her nipples but still exposing a daring amount of her juicy purple areolas. It was mostly a vermillion shade of red, but tapered off into jet black around thigh level, her red heels the only thing keeping the hem from sweeping across the ground.
Like many dresses, it zipped up at the back, and currently, the zip was sitting right at the bottom of its travel, just above her tail.
It was obviously an invitation for KG to get in close to her – not that he ever really needed one, given how intimate the two often were…
Everyone and their mother knew that the python and the mongoose were lovers – they had to be. Whenever they appeared together on television, be it at an awards ceremony or a talk show or whatever, it couldn’t be ignored how close they sat or stood together, how KG always had an arm around Mina’s shoulders and how Mina often stroked KG thigh absent-mindedly.
“So – what do you think of it?”
KG reached out and drew the zip up Mina’s back at a tantalisingly slow pace, drawing her body closer to him as he reached out and hefted her giant jugs in his arms…
“Hey!”
…which got him a reaction that he rarely heard from his lover.
“What?” he sounded surprised at her protestation.
“Did you even read the wedding invitation at all?”
KG sighed.
“Right, right… ‘No Groping!’”
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