Adjusting to your desires and lusts and mixed feelings, you are taken completely off guard as the creature throws you off of him and onto the ground… back onto your back; it’s atop you almost at once.
“Ok now it’s time to be my bitch…rrrr…time to mate” It purr-growls as you feel its strong powerful furred body pressing down on your pale smooth skinned creature.
It quickly crawls up your body teasing your slit with its growing cock again as it crawls up to your face…its knees on your shoulders…its long foxish-humanoid huge cock in your face. The smell is incredible. Spicy and musky and animalistic and sweaty and hot. You smell it as it rubs your face with it…its slick pre cum tracing lines…dabbing your lips with it. You lick your lips out of reflex…your tongue dragging across the head of it. And you gasp at the taste and at the fact you just licked this creatures cock.
“I’m…I’m not a woman” you try to tell yourself…almost out loud muttering it.
“Suck it…lick it…sniff it…lick…bitch,” It pants huffing as it rubs it at your face. Almost humping it across your face a bit. You do the unthinkable and actually stick your tongue out again…something about the taste of it.
Licking the head as it quickly swells slipping red and hot and dark and angry looking form its sheath. You groan as your eyes widen at its size…as you open your mouth a bit it thrusts only once or twice more there, before pulling out…you feverishly notice a strange bulge still half covered by the sheath.
The creature leaps back down from you and, grabbing both legs, twists your body, forcing you to roll onto all fours. It immediately begins licking your new virginal equipment. You feel the hot breath and volcanically hot long fast and slathering tongue lapping at your entrance. Each lick sends you into shivers.
“Tasting…hmmnngngn ggrrrr…tasting horrtt…grrnn mmngn” It growl-licks as you are arching and crying out in absolute pleasure your cunt almost orgasming. It suddenly pulls back its mouth sensing your need and you feel its front arms gripping around your chest tightly…as the foxcock slips up and down tracing a path to you slit…As you feel the head pressing and pushing hot and wet and insistent…as you are practically crying for anything to take the place of the tongue in pleasuring you… as it begins to push.
And as rough and wild as you think this is going to be...you don't seem to care.