Despite her complaining, her struggling, she would not escape the larger beast. It simply held her in place, it's smile never abandoning it's lips as M'Gul lowered himself closer to her, pressing his bullhood against her slit. It was a very tight fit, considering she resister him terrribly. Too small, she had mumbled, yet he knew that once he had invaded her loins, things would get... so much easier. He pressed again, feeling her hips resisting his presence, trying to keep him away, her whole frame moving to flee his ram. Yet, he did not allow her, holding her close. Meabh was getting fucked.<br/><br/>And at all that time, her moistness was growing more intense. She had grow wet as sweating ice, and yet he liked how queer it felt against his hot rod. He pressed more vigorously against her, this time spreading her wide underneath his flaring cock as her wetness made him slip into her gently, softly. How tight she was! The minotaur grunted loudly as he felt it sliding deeper and deeper into her down to her very cervix, the friction and the pleasure both almost maddening.<br/><br/>And he moaned. Then, in pleasure, he moaned.