Loonie

Finally... It was drawing to a close... Or.. at least, it did seem to be.. all of those tears.. the sweat, the urges, the wild, wild thoughts that flooded the hung, pleasure starved Hellhounds mind, everything that brought her such a rough time, they all seemed to have died down.. was this truly it? Was all of this growth finally finished and done for? All of the temptations? Who knew, for now, there was a hope. A hope that she'd never have to experience such a thing again... With the Futa's head pounding, she could barely remember the time that'd passed, only the fuzziness that was present now.. and so she sat, trying to recover, unloading her 'last' few loads of that thick, virile, steamy and creamy spunk of her's, a beautiful glob after glob after glob...~