“Oh I understand; looking to test tube a cocksleeve for your good boy.” Her eyes drifted down to the knotted male and gently set two fingers on his throbbing head. “I’ve got some; a friend keeps them stashed at a private locations. We inseminate our clients to avoid hassle, you know?”
Her hand gently wreathed Lyen’s girth, tugging the male with a smirk before shifting her gaze toward Penta.
“I’m Olinaria; you’re new so I don’t know you. But you also don’t know me. I’ll be willing to work out a onetime deal; you let me breed this good boy here and I’ll see if I can’t... spin you in for a new order. My grunts keep telling me I should make friends; they even said I should consider using this golden seed here. But I run guys and girls who want nothing but sloppy sex and make so much money... hard to believe we kidnapped them when they’re such slutty wulfin.”
Her eyes shift to Lyen’s turgid Rod and she simply pulls him around the counter by his needy shaft and turns him to face Penta before gently pushing her hips up against his bushy tail and butt.
“I’m almost jealous; our wulfin are hunks who aren’t built for catching as well as giving... you pound him with a strap-on or do you have a dose of some cock-splicer so you can take him and enjoy it?”
“S-she... u-uses... t-toys...”
Lyen’s face flushed red and his ears sank; saying something like that wasn’t needed. But it ensures the girl reached down and slipped her fingers to his rump. Penta could see his dick throb and his back arch; Lyen instantly and almost instinctively bending over and pushing his cushy ass against the now-laughing bunnkin. Either his lust was high - his hips wiggling to guide the criminal’s fingertips across his pucker teasingly - or maybe her partner had a butt fetish. It certainly paved her some ways to try and push forward more easily... even if it put him in the sex path. She was his boss and the warden had power of choice on how Lyen helped her complete the job.
Her hand gently wreathed Lyen’s girth, tugging the male with a smirk before shifting her gaze toward Penta.
“I’m Olinaria; you’re new so I don’t know you. But you also don’t know me. I’ll be willing to work out a onetime deal; you let me breed this good boy here and I’ll see if I can’t... spin you in for a new order. My grunts keep telling me I should make friends; they even said I should consider using this golden seed here. But I run guys and girls who want nothing but sloppy sex and make so much money... hard to believe we kidnapped them when they’re such slutty wulfin.”
Her eyes shift to Lyen’s turgid Rod and she simply pulls him around the counter by his needy shaft and turns him to face Penta before gently pushing her hips up against his bushy tail and butt.
“I’m almost jealous; our wulfin are hunks who aren’t built for catching as well as giving... you pound him with a strap-on or do you have a dose of some cock-splicer so you can take him and enjoy it?”
“S-she... u-uses... t-toys...”
Lyen’s face flushed red and his ears sank; saying something like that wasn’t needed. But it ensures the girl reached down and slipped her fingers to his rump. Penta could see his dick throb and his back arch; Lyen instantly and almost instinctively bending over and pushing his cushy ass against the now-laughing bunnkin. Either his lust was high - his hips wiggling to guide the criminal’s fingertips across his pucker teasingly - or maybe her partner had a butt fetish. It certainly paved her some ways to try and push forward more easily... even if it put him in the sex path. She was his boss and the warden had power of choice on how Lyen helped her complete the job.
