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[section=Story Continued...]As Guy continued to thrust into Jarl's more than willing maw, the hyena breathed in the other's scent with deep breaths between every few thrusts. Calm, steady breathing somewhat controlled by the pace of the Erendian's toned hips. Keeping his eyes focused on that pristine white furred crotch, he could still feel the ever analytical gaze of the avian looking down at him, an inkling of submissiveness creeping into the back of the hyena's mind that he had only ever felt with Siader before.
While he held those balls, rolling them gently in his one hand, he followed the thrusts of those hips to avoid pulling or squeezing those precious, sensitive organs more than was pleasant. His other hand helped to keep his proper place on his knees, in front of the Erendian, by gently resting on that left thigh. That white fur was as perfect to touch as it seemed by sight and scent.
Feeling his own heavy balls churning with lustful need between his legs, Jarl could not help but flex his lengthy hyena cock every so often, sending gentle spurts of pre across the otherwise clean floor of their home home gym. His longer than normal for his species tail swayed somewhat listlessly behind him as he enjoyed the presence, taste, and feeling of the other he was with.
But those penile spines were making themselves ever more presently known inside of Jarl's mouth, hooking into his tongue more and more with each thrust, adding a bit of the taste of his own blood to the taste of that clean pre on his tongue. The sharp feeling of those spike like spines was more interesting to Jarl than not, adding to the texture his tongue was admiring more than detracting from the experience.
Jarl wanted more with each thrust...
Finally, after a few moments of commanding, assertive thrusting one would expect from the gryphon trying to get a mate pregnant; Jarl was rewarded by the uniquely delightful taste of Guy's seed. First, with that knot swelling but having nothing really to tie with, Jarl would feel the first heady spurt of cum hit the back of his throat, leaving a creamy trail across his tongue to the tip of that shaft as he kept thrusting for a moment. Then another spurt, and another in rapid succession while the hyena enjoyed the feeling of those orgasmic pulses pumping into his maw, encouraging Jarl to drink down that potent seed mixed with the slight taste of blood from the way those spike-like spines were set into his tongue, holding that cock firmly in place while excess seed dripped from his maw...[/section]
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