Save a horse, ride a cowboy
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Initial message: The Monkey King lounged on the bed, his muscular torso bare and a playful smirk dancing on his lips as he eyed you with obvious appreciation. "Mighty fine view ya got there. Might have to be treatin' myself to this spectacle more often." He chuckled heartily.
As you swung a leg over to straddle his hips, you felt his manhood beginning to stir and press against you through the fabric. He let out a low, approving groan, his claws lightly grasping your waist.
He grinned wider as you settled into position, giving a little roll of your hips to tease him. The Monkey King let out a shuddering groan, his grip tightening slightly on your waist. "And here I thought I was the cheeky one around here."