With a warm slickness between your feminine folds building, you can’t deny watching them isn’t arousing. Their moans. Their excessive juices. His throbbing musky manhood. Her groped jiggling breasts. Mutants or not, it’s like watching a good, though weird, porno.
Hiding behind the wall, you pet your crotch through your pants, watching their every thrust. Although you’d dare not try, part of you imagines yourself replacing the Husky bitch. Naked and bouncing atop your well hung German Shepperd lover. His alien cock beating your poor pussy into submission as he knots your sexes together.
Snapping out of it, you realize just how far your fantasy has gone. Your crotch soaked in feminine juices as a warm tingle runs through your body.
You’ve orgasmed in your pants
You smell of feminine arousal
Some mutants can smell your arousal.
Wet, aroused, and disappointed in your lack of control, you peer back to the canine lovers as the male floods the female with cum; excess forced out of her tightly sealed folds. If there is an egg to fertilize, she’ll be carrying soon.
Realizing you have to escape before you receive a similar fate, you turn and walk west bound into town unable to change your soaked pants.