finger Freya off

You slip your fingers upward, tapping your two digits into her clit. Freya moans loudly, her thick thighs jiggling gently against your wrist when she shivers in pleasure. “Ohhhh, master!” she gasped, apparently telling the truth when she said she was still sensitive. You suckle at her enormous furry breasts, reaching around to squeeze her meaty ass firmly. You let one finger gently probe her asshole, getting a long purr out her in surprised pleasure. You’re certain its pleasure, because you taste milk flowing out of her nipples to meet your appreciative lips.

You gently pinch your fingers against her clit, getting a small shriek of delight from your ursine lover. You tug at it softly between your fingertips, Freya gasping rapidly seemingly just to keep breathing. Her eyes are huge with shock, paws digging into your sides to brace herself. You stroke its length, filling your mouth as her milk flows in her arousal. She leans tightly into you, gasping hot breaths against your neck.

“Oh god!” she squeaks in tormented-sounding lust. “Oh god! Fuck me good, papa bear! Fuck me hard!” She growls heartily and digs her teeth into your shoulder, making you yelp in pain as her blubbery body shakes with the immensity of her cumming. Her beastial grunts flow past your ears, and you can feel her teeth penetrate your skin slightly by the time she stops.

She lets out a soft whimper before softly removing her teeth from you, looking at you meekly. “I’m… I’m sorry,” she whispered, but her pleasure and arousal still soak her voice. “It was just so amazing. You‘re so good with your hands.”
You rub your shoulder tenderly, wincing slightly but smiling at her. “It’s alright. You’re such a passionate lover that I’ll be glad to take a few scratches for that kind of reward.”

Freya smiles and sighs immensely, her great body bulging against you before retreating. She kisses you heatedly before rolling up from the bed, making it creak and bounce as a result. Her wide hips wiggled as she walked out of the room. “Speaking of rewards, so long as you’ve worked up such an appetite, I’d say my baby bear earned his breakfast. I just hope he likes pancakes,” she sang over her shoulder.