And then without warning, the hellhound loses it. Throwing her head back and loosing a desperate howl that echoes in the bowels of the ancient temple, Kari finally succumbs to her pleasure and climaxes
Pats are one thing, this simple affirmation is another. And it's exactly what's needed to bring the hellhound to a second, more powerful orgasm; Kari's muscular body quakes and quails in the throes of release, finally overflowing and creating a mess on the stone temple flooring she's kneeling on.