[ That cock slides into him and Molly yowls like a cat in heat, immediately loving it. He wants this, wants to be a little roughed up and fucked without care, hips slamming against his ass hard and deep. He moves with Eskel, meeting those thrusts and wrapping his tail around one of the Witcher's arms. ]
Yes! Fuck, you're thick.
[ He licks his lips, still tasting the seed there as he holds on to the fence and claws furrows in the wood with his claws. ]
Harder. Gods, pull my hair, fuck me hard, I want you to ruin me.
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Yes! Fuck, you're thick.
[ He licks his lips, still tasting the seed there as he holds on to the fence and claws furrows in the wood with his claws. ]
Harder. Gods, pull my hair, fuck me hard, I want you to ruin me.