Rub that dick!

Alternating between working her hands in together and in opposite directions, Krystal jerks off the Sharpclaw as fast as she can, noticing the irregular bumps that cover its surface. 'I wonder what those would feel like...' She shakes her head. ‘I suppose if I want to I can find out,’ she thinks and slowly manoeuvres herself towards his package. The vixens hope is short lived though as within moments of the Sharpclaw entering her he begins to spurt and pull his enormous cock out to mark her body with his juices. He quickly leaves her, and she feels the female equivalent of blue balls ‘I wonder what the word for that is?’ After scrubbing her hair clean once more, Krystal heads back down the village path.