Translations:Codex: Wolf Breeding/36/en

“Fuck, it’s hardly going to be ‘breeding’ you if I’m at a snail’s pace!” she grunts, drawing herself slowly out. Despite the pressure with which her cock is clamped down on, the Wolf is so wet she has no way of keeping the Gnoll’s member embedded in her. Thankfully, she isn’t left wanting long, and this time the going is a lot smoother, mere inches turn to six, to seven, to eight... somewhere around inch nine, perilously close to kissing the entrance to Aurin’s womb, the massive Gnoll seems to bottom out, hips pressed up against the Wolf’s ass.