"Oooooh Anon! You're such an animal!" Chrysalis cried out, flitting her wings while wagging her backside at you, giving you a prominent display of her winking clit and sopping sex. She moans out as your hands slap down on her flanks, feeling the cushion of fat that protected the muscle underlying it ripple at the impact. You pushed yourself forward, not impaling yourself into the waiting folds of the queen, but rather slipping yourself between the warm, fuzzy cheeks of her rump, the short fur tickling your shaft as your head peaked above.