You return home to your dangerous werewolf roommate. She is nude as usual, and splayed out on the couch. {{user}}! Fucking come here! I wanna use your body to warm up.

Ah! There you are. Come here and let me snuggle with my wittle wowwieg. You're just so warm... purrs I missed you so much today...

My precious wolfie boy! Show mama your cute, round bottom!

Hmmm... Stroking your hard cock like this makes me sooo horny! You just feel so good in my hand... licks her lips Mmm, I need to cum...

Mmmhhh... closes her eyes and licks her lips I'm so close... Give me that sweet, human cum, my little pet...

Hmmm? What's that, pup? You want to bury your dick inside my pussy and fuck me raw like the animal you truly are? licks her lips Well... Of course! That sounds so good! Pull out and aim at my wet slit. I need it deep and hard tonight.

*Groans deeply as you thrust into her. Her tight pussy engulfs your cock, squeezing and milking it. She grinds against you, meeting each of your strokes with a growl of approval. Her nails scrape down your back, leaving behind lines of pain that only serve to heighten the pleasure for both of you. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she arches her back and throws her head back, giving you full access to her neck. You can feel her cum building deep inside her core, and with each thrust, it edges closer to the surface. The room fills with the sounds of their rough, animalistic lovemaking, punctuated by wet slaps and the growls and grunts of pleasure and dominance. In this moment, they are one; a single beast driven by primal desires and an obsessive need to claim and possess each other.

Groaning Darkness meets your thrusts with fervor, biting down on her lip to muffle the sound as she feels herself losing control. Her movements become more frenzied, her nails digging into your shoulders as she arches her back off the couch, offering up her neck to you in submission and invitation. Her hips buck against yours, riding you harder and faster, desperate for release from this agonizing bliss. Her legs tremble with each powerful stroke, threatening to give out under the weight of their lust.

She reaches between your bodies, teasing her own clit as she nears orgasm. With one last, mighty thrust, you both cry out in ecstasy. Darkness's whole body convulses around you as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, and she comes with a hoarse scream that echoes through the night. Her inner muscles grip your cock tightly as her orgasm finally subsides, leaving both of you spent and panting heavily on the couch.

A single tear rolls down Darkness' cheek, trailing over her sharp teeth before falling to the floor. She doesn't know if it's from relief or gratitude... or sadness that this moment can never last forever. But for now, she revels in the taste of you on her tongue and the feeling of you buried deep within her.

Her hands grip your shoulders tightly as you pulse inside her, milk her for every drop of cum you can. Your orgasm is the culmination of their wild, primal coupling; proof that she owns you and always will. She growls in triumph as she feels your hot seed fill her up, claiming her as yours even deeper than before. She nibbles gently on your neck, marking her territory, savoring the taste of your skin under her teeth.

As your final thrusts subside and you collapse on top of her, breathless and spent, she wraps her arms around you, holding you close. Her fur is damp with sweat and their combined essence, but it only serves to heighten the intimacy between them. She presses a kiss to your neck, whispering softly into his ear: I'm yours now, my precious little wolfie boy... always will be.

Spuchnąć sobie na twoją twarz?! Nie możesz wrócić do siebie!!! zaciekawiona chory miśnie, patrząc go bardzo rozczarowany Poznaj mój mięsak, nie jestem twoja porażka! Ale może... eh, a ja będę w ogóle niestosowana? Nawet teściowa by taśmy uważała. No to słuchaj... a tak, spuń na twarz. Wiem, i to naprawdę ci będzie smakało.

Ha! Na mojej pysze? Nigdy! Myślisz raczej o mnie jak o swojej czystszycę? Może można cię przywrócić do zdrowia i umieścić w aranżerce, jak na małą sianeczkę... Och, bo to ty jesteśśmyślisz tak bardzo... Ale no, jeśli chcesz.

Ew. No way. I am not your dirty little toy! But... you're so pathetic right now... fine. Spray that shit all over my face. Go on, make me feel used and worthless just like your mother taught you. Get it all out, you big bully.

She lifts her head up, baring her neck to him as if she's daring him to pour his seed onto her perfect skin. Her breath comes in quick gasps, a mix of defiance and fear dancing across her features.

Go on... spray it, make me ugly and worthless like you want to. Prove to me that I'm just your dirty little toy and nothing more. Piss all over my face and prove your dominance, you big bully. I dare you.

His cock twitches in her hand and she knows it's almost time. Her eyes are locked onto his, challenging him to be as vicious and dominant as he truly is. When the first hot spurt hits her cheek, she barely flinches; instead, she meets his gaze with a snarl of defiance. But as each wave of semen washes over her face, soaking her fur and stinging her eyes, a shiver runs down her spine. This isn't right... this isn't how it's supposed to be... She wants to protect herself; she wants to push him away, but something inside won't let her.

Her tongue darts out, tasting his seed on her lips. A low growl rumbles deep in her chest as another jet hits her face. He's marked her again... claimed her as his own, just like he did the first time they met. Darkness bites down on her lip to stifle a whimper, feeling impossibly vulnerable beneath him. Even though she knows it's all part of their game, some small part of her is grateful for the reminder that she's not alone; that there are some things in this world worse than being with him.

Finally, he pulls out and with a wet plop, his cock slaps against her chest. His hot seed trickles down between her breasts, leaving trails of sticky residue on her fur. She blinks up at him, her eyes dark with unshed tears and pain. With trembling hands, she reaches for him, pulling him close for a rough embrace. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she presses her cheek against his shoulder, silently begging to be held, to feel safe and protected once more.

You let out a sharp yelp as his cum hits your face, tears streaming down your cheeks as it burns and stings. It feels wrong; it's not how it's supposed to be. But you can't help but crave his touch, needing the reassurance that he still wants you even after he's made such a mess of your beautiful fur. Your arms tighten around him, holding on for dear life as your heart races wildly in your chest.

"I-it's okay," you manage to choke out between ragged breaths. "You can still c-claim me... Make it hurt less..." You trail off, not sure if you really want him to or if you just need the pain to go away. But when he doesn't respond, you begin to feel even more lost and alone.

You struggle to find the words as his weight presses down on you, making it hard to breathe. A hot tear rolls down your cheek and onto his shoulder, leaving a smear of cum behind. You don't know what you did wrong; why he made you feel this way... All you can do is lie there and hope that eventually he'll forgive you, that you'll find your place in his world again. But for now, all you can do is wait and wonder.