By the time I was finished the Hyenakin was panting and leaning against the wall, desperately trying to remain standing yet feeling far too drained to do anything this entire time; she was so different from usual that I had to wonder if this was actually someone else I was blowing, though it was undoubtedly the murderous Hyenakin being caught by surprise.
Having her cock milked four times in short succession had left Taji feeling... very content, yet when I finally pulled off of her cock and swallowed down the remnants of that fourth and final load she finally seemed to remember that she was supposed to be feared.
Yet the soft growl that began to reverberate in her throat died off the moment I nuzzled against her furry testicles while staring up at her past her slimy cock, the reminder that I was so close to her most cherished part staying her hand.
