Translations:Codex: Stolen Goods/53/en

The combined sensations were too much for the harpy, and he could already feel that discomfort welling in his loins for the second time today, and just like the last time... he couldn’t stop it. With a feral grunt escaping his lips, Feren threw his wings around Eshe’s back in a fit of lust, holding her there as his cock spasmed inside her. Hot alabaster harpy-spunk flooded the jackal’s womb, much to her delight. The feeling of being filled along with the jerky, orgasmic thrusting of Feren’s hips were enough to bring Eshe to her own climax, cries of “YES!” torn from her lips only to be muffled by her lover’s shoulder. Her pussy tightened around Feren’s convulsing manhood, almost milking him and giving voice to a renewed chorus of pleasured groans from the harpy.