Jacob's scream.
From three meters away. Face-down in the dirt. Held by four women. His eyes wide and wet and watching his grandmother's body convulse around twelve inches of dragon cock in her anal, her face in the dirt, her tits swinging, her mouth open in a scream that had no end.
"GRANDMA— NO— PLEASE— STOP— DON'T—"
Edda could not hear him.
Not clearly. The scream in her own throat was too loud, the pain too total, the sensation of twelve inches of crimson dragon cock in her previously virgin anal overwhelming every other input her nervous system was attempting to receive.
She screamed.
"KKKKHAAAAAAANNGHHHHHH~~~~~~~AAAAAAAANGHHHHHH~~~~~~~"
The sound left her and went into the forest and came back and left again, a continuous, unbroken, harmonically complex wail that was the sound of a woman being literally torn apart.
Raven pulled back.
