Pookie's grin faded to a coy smile, "If moya Koroleva say, must be true, da?" he teased fondly. Were he not injured, he would have squirmed his mass pleasantly under Vanderly's gyrations. Behind Van's back, the bear's member had begun to peek from its sheath.<br/>He was not well endowed, as one may expect of such a large being, but what he lacked in size he had in stiffness tenfold. This was due to a very pronounce baculum. Which as Vanderly's mother had found allowed for some fun alternative means of pleasure.