Translations:Codex: Dragon’s Hoard/88/en

Eryxienne wasted no time in taking advantage of the soft, jiggling rack wrapped around her draconic dick. With no mouth to worry about hurting, her hips quickly picked up to a fever pitch, pounding away at the undersides of Lusina’s tits, making them bounce and quake with every thrust. The moth found herself smiling between pleasured moans, listening to the dragon-girl’s breath become more and more ragged with every piston of her hips, moans turning into cries, and then into yelps of orgasmic pleasure. “Cumming! I’m cumming!”