He rearranges her

The Sharpclaw having his way with her stands up suddenly and, without Krystal’s mouth leaving his cock, flips her body around until she’s lying on her back on a table. From this angle he begins to really start to fuck her, grasping her voluptuous breasts as a handle to get more **** from each thrust.

Krystal writhes. Her mouth sealed around the dick, the scaly balls bumping against the end of her snout, his hands squeezing her tits and the knobbly length of his cock rasping against the inside of her throat. As on edge as she had been the past couple days, the whole sensation of it was enough for her start orgasming. Her hips began to gyrate against the wood of the table and her tail thrashed about but before she could cool down from the peak of her climax another sensation came that knocked her back up to it.

Another male had begun easing his cock into her pussy. She wrapped her legs around this one drawing him in. He felt bigger than the male who had fucked her as her ship was coming down but somehow her body was stretching to allow it in, but remain tightly clamped around it. Quickly he was hilt deep in her and began thrusting, moaning his pleasure as she contracted around his dick.

Suddenly Krystal felt the male in her throat begin to pull out, his member quivering slightly, but she wasn’t going to have that. Krystal knew that being splattered with cum so soon would mean less of the other lizards would be so willing to fuck her, so she pulled him back into her throat and with a groan he blasted his load straight into her stomach. With the fire that spread from this fresh load of seed she knew she would need more attention than just the Sharpclaw buried in her pussy was giving her now.