He pulled out.
Both cock and tail withdrew, leaving her holes gaping and dripping. She collapsed forward onto the tile, her heavy body landing in the warm puddle of her own fluids, her face in the water, her ass still raised, her thick thighs trembling.
He twisted her.
Turned her onto her back.
She lay in the puddle — her heavy tits heaving, her thick thighs spread, her hairy cunt swollen and dark and dripping, her anal gaping and leaking.
He sat over her.
His cock — thick, wet, dark with her anal fluids — lay across her chest. The heavy, hot length of it rested between her heavy tits, the head pointing at her chin.
"Come on," he said.
His voice was mild.
Patient.
"Massage them. I need your help to soothe my rage."
Naro's trembling hands found her own tits.
