Now that she and Aladdin are married, Jasmine decides to tell him about Rajah's "special needs" that only she can take care of. Aladdin's unsure about the idea of his wife having sex with a tiger on an almost daily basis, but nothing ventured, nothing gained.
“When I was a little girl, not much older than seven or so, I run away for the first time. I escaped from my nannies and ran into the depths of the palace. I wandered through the corridors for hours, and I was surely lost when I stumbled across one of Jafar's experiment. Of course I didn't know this at the time, I only learned this much later.” Her voice was low and while she talked, she also guided Aladdin's hand across her body. The silk of her night gown was soft and cool under his fingers. Aladdin frowned, but didn't interrupt her story
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“The black magic was preserved for animal transformation, but I didn't ingest it enough to achieve the control of the change. Without help, I fluctuate uncontrollably between two shapes, and two natures
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“Yes, but one more time would really help me sleep, and control myself better tomorrow with the meeting of foreign diplomats. Come with me, lets go see Rajah!” Jasmine slid off the bed, still holding his had. His fingers were wet with her juices, and for a brief, insane moment, Aladdin wanted to lick them. But Jasmine pulled him out to the dark court yard before he could act on that thought. The sun had set during their talk, and the thin sliver of the moon rose higher into the sky. The moon wasn't strong enough to light their way, but Jasmine didn't hesitate in her steps. It was if she could see perfectly even in this dim light. Aladdin followed her, holding her hand, all the way to the tiger den. Rajah was there, nothing more than a darker shadow amongst others. Jasmine let go of his hand and hurried over to her pet. Aladdin heard her voice, distorted into a low purr. She obviously spoke with Rajah, who replied with a hearty huff. Aladdin didn't know what was said between them, but whatever it was, it made Jasmine turn back to face
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“Oh fuck that was incredible! You are a good little kitty cat, aren't you? So full of hot cum, your pussy drips it! Oh fuck that feels so good, I'm going to give you more cum, you like that, don't you...” Aladdin muttered, unable to hold back any longer. He came, pumping his seed deep into her. Jasmine grunted, displeased. She had obviously not orgasmed from this. Aladdin pulled out of her and admired how the stream of semen flowed from her pussy, wetting her thighs
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