*Dragox didn't stay up for long, as a flying tackle from Andre drove him back to the beach, and his legs under his belly and to Andre's currently wanting hole.*  HAH!  Teach you to tresspass on my land!  *Already the drago-fox's feet are getting moist, warm, and oddly constricted... as they start to sink into the head of the drago-foxtaur's male member.*  So... I hope you don't have any family who will be missing you for a while, as I intend to be keeping you for a while to come...