Tamara groans and mrowls, climaxing soon, holding on you tight. She growls and pants, her body trembling as the pleasure rolls throughout her striped frame in waves, sending her to could nine. Juices drips out of her pussy, matting down her fur, the sweet scent of lust wafting in the air. She holds on Sar, head tilted back, panting and growling out in pleasure. Her pussy spasms around his cock as she climaxes, almost as if trying to milk him out of every last drop of his seed.