He lowered his head and licked her throat again; she lifted her chin, delighting at his touch, trusting him completely. XXX “Oh!” She moaned as he repeated the exploration of her mons. She remembered the scratches the rock face gave to her back, where she had used the wall to lean against as his cock rammed into her willing body, her legs wrapped around his hips, his hands supporting her buttocks, fingers kneading her skin. He stood, then stepped out his front feet to stretch, his still soaked back half erect in the air, spine inverted, ears laid back, he yawned, opening his mouth to show an array of teeth designed to kill, tear and crunch. Her increasing arousal caused her nipples to harden and scrape slightly, against the terry cloth of her bathrobe.
