Janine screamed out but her breath was laced with as much pleasure as pain, her heart raced and pumped quickly through fear and arousal.
Finn thrust his cock into the tight, captive cunt and grunted in lust. Through his haze of sex clouded vision he was only vaguely aware of the woman below trying to punch at his muscled chest. It was good that she was fighting, it was always better than and he liked the way her squirming caused her breasts to jiggle. He came quickly, his spunk flooded out and spilling from the lips of her sex to dribble down between her legs. The legendary regenerative powers of the werewolves were a blessing in all so many different ways; his cock didn't even flag for a second, Finn remained hard and long and continued to force his length into the woman below.
Janine struggled to stay conscious. She had given up trying to fight and had allowed her body to respond to the perverse pleasure of her rape. She rationed with herself that she had to relax now so she might save herself later. The beast came into her but didn't stop. The wolf-monster's cock was too large, it filled her almost too bursting point but at least this first load of jizm was acting like some crude lubricant. God. She could see the way the werewolf's spunk had matted the hairs on its cock together into a wet mesh. She could see the beast's tail wagging. Janine knew she was powerless, with each thrust and penetration from the giant cock her entire body rocked even though she was being held down. Maybe Carly and Vivian would rescue her. A thought flickered in the back of her mind... maybe she didn't want to be rescued just yet. Janine gasped out in surprise, she'd cum, she'd climaxed under this beast!
Finn wasn't surprised when he felt the woman's cunt muscles clench around his cock shaft. Plenty of the woman he'd taken had cum, the college girl he'd taken only the other month had cum twice while he fucked her arse and he'd used his other two forms on her.
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