Rose gave a chitter of annoyance at being asked if she’d heard the conversation about the alpha. She could hear virtually everything that happened in this house if she wasn’t in the lab. Just because others snuck up on her didn’t mean she didn’t hear them… it just meant she was lost in thought. The hot wafting breath on her wettened nethers sent a shiver up and down the fur’s spine. She couldn’t really answer. Not with the gigantic dragon dong in her mouth. But more than that she wanted to. She wanted to respond to her mistress. The wiggle of her hips at the mention of being doubly plugged was a turn on for the little vulpine mix.<br/><br/>She could feel herself so close to the edge. And that tongue hitting all the sensitive spots in her rear. She was finding it hard to focus on her task. She was supposed to come via her mouth. To orgasm before the dragon filled her belly with seed. She knew she’d probably look pregnant after all the warm soup she was about to get. She continued to suck, finding the sensitive ridges and licking on it. Her teeth sharp were trying to avoid nicking as she worked. Her neck muscles relaxing and clenching, pulling and pushing as she tried to massage as much of her mistresses cock as she could. But the dancing in her rear was taking her breath away… she was supposed to come from her mouth… so close. She let out a long purr as Onyx hit a particularly sweet spot. Her body starting to shudder as the feelings that had been building were suddenly released. She sagged against her mistress as the feelings enveloped her, her body mostly on autopilot now to please the dragon.<br/>