Rose’s body was being assaulted on three ends really. Her mouth, so sensitive since the potion, her ass and her nipples that were being ground against the body of Onyx as she wiggled and withered under her mistress’s tongue lashing. She could feel it moving inside her like something alive. Of course that was a concern not for her as the dragon’s hips pushed upward slowly grinding the cock deeper and deeper into Rose’s ready mouth. And of course the hand that was pushing down on the back and indivertibly touching her ears now and causing the young fur to coo, purrs and chitter on the end of the pole.<br/><br/>Onyx was simply too large for Rose to take easily but that didn’t stop the little FennMink from trying her best and with suction born of practice and skilled paws she did her best to guide the large object in her mouth towards the spots that were the most sensitive. She’d hit one and then suddenly the dragon would shift her with a prod and then she’d have to start over again, making a rumbling in her throat and causing a ridge to extend for a split second before popping into place. She worked hard but she wasn’t sure she could managed to do it with just her throat. Not today and so she began to wiggle and grind herself into her mistress. The heady smell of the dragon making her wetter and wetter.<br/>