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[/html]Her aorta throbbed against his fingertips as ragged gasps forced there way through a constricted airway. The coyote leaned in towards his putrid, transformed presence as she lost control of the body that now belonged to a demon. Lips tightened and jaws revealed a fervent sneer of 42 white spindles as her body trickled gleaming red rivulets in several places.
Lorri struggled against the wonderful hardness between his thighs. It was a genuine fight now as paws straggled against the hard earth, but she reveled in the intense fury sparking between them. A jagged screech left her lips as she tried to pique the monster to a point of no return. Maybe they were already there... It was hard to tell in darkness.


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