Updated Panther Lorelei with 2,000 words! This finishes the sex scene where she's futa and on top.
The next few scenes on the docket are: you are girl/girl and she tribs you; you have a cock and you fuck her doggystyle; and then, aftercare and repeatable logic.
The next few scenes on the docket are: you are girl/girl and she tribs you; you have a cock and you fuck her doggystyle; and then, aftercare and repeatable logic.
It’s not too long before she’s reaching deeply enough into you with her thrusts that you can feel her heavy, fuzzy balls slapping against your upturned ass with every thrust. They impact your rump with enough weight that a thick, echoing, clapping noise bounces between the foliage around you before dissipating, just in time for another slam of her heavy nuts against your body. And there’s a warm, wet puddle spreading inside of your body, getting bigger and thicker as the time goes on, but you know that’s not her cum. That must just be her pre.
Roeliel’s breathing comes out haggard and stressed the longer she keeps it up. Strands of spittle fling from the corners of her mouth and her pink tongue hangs from the corner of her lips, wagging in the air with her body’s motions. “Ffffff,” she says, nearly breaking character, but she holds it together long enough to keep from using her words. Her long, thin tail whips behind herself aggressively every time she bucks into you.
Both of Roeliel’s paws go to the tree above you, keeping your ass raised and suspended only by her thick, throbbing panther cock still lodged inside of you. Her titties swing and sway less than an inch above your face; with the occasional bend of her spine, they reach down just far enough to slap you across the face as she humps into you. And with her newer position, her thrusting suddenly gets more intense, more needy, more <b>urgent</b>.
When you look up at Roeliel, you see a pair of brown eyes shining down on you like jaspers, and underneath them, you see the gleam of her sharp incisor poking against her bottom lip. She’s grinning, and she’s staring down at you like she’s not done – like she has other plans.
Your trial as Roeliel’s plaything is only starting….