Furry Bartender Tips with His Tail

The bar's last patrons stumble out, leaving the wolf bartender to close up. Suddenly, a vixen slips in, her eyes locked onto his. She's dressed in tight leather, her tail swishing behind her. He growls, low and hungry, as she saunters over, her every movement a promise. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "I hear you like a good tip, bartender." His tail stands tall, ready for the hunt.

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