Translations:Codex: Wolf Breeding/27/en

Aurin hangs her head in embarrassment, although it’s a short-lived embarrassment once a thick finger of Jerra’s trails along the length of her from clit-to-slit. Still, it’s a subtle agony not to be able to see what’s going on. She can hear the jingling from the Gnoll’s ears get lower down, and feel the soft huff of breath against her thighs.