I found myself transfixed upon the sight of long streaks of clear drooling cum oozing out of the thick mushroomed head of Roiyaru’s cock.   The realization that he was the first person I’d heard the name of since -- Well, I couldn’t really remember being introduced to anyone until now, everything Amanda -- was still wrapped within a dense fog of overwhelming sensations and cruel treatments.<br/><br/>Try as I might, I couldn’t remember if I was always this aroused, as my pussy twitched and my hips shivered at the sight of the slow bobbing dick attached to Roiyaru’s thick and solid frame -- knowing I was moments away from being brutally fucked by some massive dog -- but it was a person, wasn’t it?<br/><br/>Roiyaru’s arousal burned against my nose,  his leaking puddles pooled on the floor and long snail trails of sexual drooling followed the small half circle he made around me until I felt his tongue wash over the curve of my bottom, licking, biting, sending waves of sensation washing over me until I let out a loud cry.  I could feel my fingers curling again, along with the tips of my toes within the bond state trapped inside of black paws with flecks of white fur.<br/><br/>Soon he was licking at my cunt, and within the first few swipes the haze of arousal washed over me and every focused thought drowned into a sea or murky desire.  I could feel my face flush, my body tremble as his paws rested against my shoulder blades until his weight sent me to the floor - crushing the rounds of my increasingly sore, and heavy feeling breasts into the ground.<br/><br/>I was going to be raped, but Roiyaru wasn’t a dog, he was a person.  Though every action, every sniff, every deep rumbling growl that poured out of his barrel chest said otherwise.  The only thing left in my mind was that scene, the long hallway way, the light pouring through the small gape within a unclosed pocket doorway.<br/>