Drop to her knees.

‘I may as well enjoy my time here,' she decides, allowing her shaking legs to give out as the Sharpclaw struts toward her. 'And it does look so tasty...' She opens her mouth as wide as it will go, reaching down to her burning pleasure. 'Damn, that stuff is strong.'

With no hesitation, the young Sharpclaw grasps the back of her head in one clawed hand and drives his huge member into her open mouth before quickly working half of it down her throat. 'Is it just me, or was that easier than the last time?,' she wonders while gasping for air. 'I mean, he's a bit smaller than the first one, but he still shouldn't fit at all!'

'Move!' the Sharpclaw growls impatiently at his victim, pumping wildly and Krystal quickly obeys.

She rapidly starts to bob her head up and down his length, taking in more and more of it as he groans his approval and pumps her in time.

Before long his length is down her throat and, giving the vixen a moment of shock then pleasure, he begins to pump his delicious seed down her throat while holding her in place.

"Mmmm, delicious,' she moans as he pulls out and his last shot covers her face. She licks her muzzle while squeezing her tingling melons as fire once again shoots through her. As she regains her senses, she sees the sharpclaw's still semi erect dick dangling in front of her.