Translations:Codex: Stolen Goods/50/en

Feren’s heart sped up again, beating out of his chest. He had never done anything like this before, and he definitely wasn’t expecting his short chase in the market to lead to this of all things. All he could do was lie there and squirm with a previously unfelt anticipation until the jackal girl started her descent, lowering herself until her puffy, sensitive folds were pressed against his cockhead. Eshe didn’t waste time with ritual or hesitation and pushed herself down onto the harpy’s thick shaft, letting his glans pop into her with a happy moan and a swiftly swishing tail. Feren groaned as his cock was hugged at by unbelievable tightness and warmth, spreading his lover’s lower-lips wide with each inch worked between her sopping labia.