An Ordered Return [Lorielle]

[pornomancer]

Arousal, pure and unadulterated, filled the cool evening air. The scent of Janettes soaking pussy and the precum of aroused wolf went straight up Janettes nostrils and into her brain, suffusing her with the scent of pure sex. Howls of triumph filled the air as the wolf eagerly sank his hard cock into the pussy of the bitch presenting her soaking babymaker to him, and Janette didn't know if those howls were only from the wolf or also from herself.

Pleasure started building up inside of her body, intense and unrelenting. Janettes teeth started chattering with each thrust from the wolf, and her pussy started quivering in utter pleasure. Fires of lust burning in her started getting quenced, and the unrelenting fires of overwhelming desire started to cool down, to be replaced by a sense of pure satisfaction. 'Mira saves us from falling permanently,' says Rosella softly as she squats down and strokes Janettes face, wiping away some of the drool dripping down her face. 'But she can't help us in the heat of the moment. Quench your loins, young one. And best if you.... ignore.... the ramblings of the yama...'