On to the ground

The dragon curled his wings around Kelly as it started to pound his mighty cock into her slit.

The pleasure was intense. Almost immediately Kelly could see spots of light and flashes of colour in her vision as the mighty blue beast thrust into her.

They were floating towards the ground. Perhaps it was magic. Perhaps it was the sex. Kelly didn't care - all she could focus on was the utter pleasure of having the monstrous cock slam into her. There wasn't any reason to wonder why or how they managed to float gracefully down to the ground.

As she felt the ground come up under her belly, the blue dragon changed its approach; it was soon on her back, its claws curled over her shoulders; talons pressing into her scales. The rhythmic thrusting of its giant cock changed too; whereas it had been long, slow, steady thrusts as the two dragons sailed to the ground - it quickly turned into quick, rough, almost violent pushes.

The pleasure was just as much. More. Kelly's vision span. The world blurred.

Out of the corners of her dragon eyes, through the lust and pleasure induced haze, Kelly noticed the wolf pack gathering, sniffing at the air, watching, waiting...

As the blue dragon pounded into her from behind again, its incredibly long shaft of flesh pushing deeply into her, Kelly felt her control on her form beginning to slip.

There was too much pleasure. She needed to cum. She needed a release or she would risk loosing her dragon-shape...