Translations:Codex: Wolf Breeding/58/en

Each thrust into Aurin’s quaking cunt earns a tit-wobble, which only serves to drive the poor braced girl further into oblivion. Tarin sighs and stands again, jerking her saliva-drenched lance, pressing it into the Wolf-girl’s maw once more. She opens wide without hesitation, moving on auto-pilot, and only too happy to be stuffed from both ends. Her high-pitched cries are muted down to sultry moans, body trembling with the impact as she’s laid into with authority.