He reached out, gripping the back of Minuette’s mane and pulling her hair back, earning yet another howl of bliss from her. As if even possible, her pussy clenched down even tighter as she began matching his tempo, thrusting her ass back into him and intensifying every aspect of their rut. Each time they pulled apart, his hand would slam down on one of her delicious asscheeks, only for another clap to ring out as their bodies pummeled into one another again. Her pussy gushed with her lust, speaking volumes of just how intense her own arousal was. Anon may have been losing his own sanity, but from the looks of it, Minuette had long since passed her own. 