Andrey's hips moved faster, his grip on Morgana's waist tightening as her body responded to every thrust. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, her tail curling around him as she pressed herself closer, chasing the pleasure building inside her.
"Master… I can feel you… you're so deep…" she gasped, her voice trembling.
Andrey's breath was ragged, his control fraying. "Morgana… I'm close… prepare your womb…"
Morgana's eyes widened, a sharp, breathy cry escaping her lips. "Yes… fill me, Master… I want to feel all of it…"
With a deep, guttural groan, Andrey buried himself to the hilt and released. Thick, hot ropes of cum erupted deep into her womb, flooding her with warmth. Morgana's body convulsed, her inner walls clenching around him as she reached her peak, her moans sharp and sweet.
Spruttt—!! Spruttt—!! Spruttt—!!
"Hyaa—! It's so hot… I can feel it… I'm cumming—!" she cried out, her body shaking in his arms as waves of pleasure washed over her.
