G A M E O V E R !

ALT In an open forest clearing illuminated only by moonlight and glowing plantlife, a canine Hrothgar looms over Bev as she kneels before him. His erect penis bounces in her face, dripping a stream of pre onto the ground around them. He grabs Bev's head with one of his muscular arms and drags her face along its length. As she huffs the raw breeder musk coming off of him, she kneads his overproductive sack as her own legs are coated in arousal and tag wags furiously. Only moments later, her mouth is sealed around his length, lips firmly locked around the base of his knot. His claws maintain a tight grip on her head as he thrusts his cock down her pre-coated throat. As her hands roam every inch of his muscular abs and thighs, she leaves rings of lipstick on his bulging knot. When allowed to come up for air, she peppers more along its sides.