Puternic's hands slid upwards to grope her pert breasts in spite of Alexa's resistance to him. Still covered with her tight dress, the view of her bouncing breasts was alluring to any male. A firm, gentle grip controlled that part of her body, yet ignored by Puternic' sex machine. He neede to assert his control over there too: even closer to her fags, Puternic was fearless. Every time that the vampiress showed any kind of resistance - like her showing of the fangs and grabbing his hands -, it was more than clear that Alexa was just playing with him: in reality, she had already submitted to his desire and command, even though her words and attitude, quite often, showed the opposite. Every thrust was making the werewolf shiver and moan, more and more. Why? his balls and scrotum were hitting the bottom part of her butts<br/><br/>Which evidence of her wanton could Puternic want? It did not take long for the answer to come. His mast could feel her walls moving in a different way. It was a quite pleasurable move and Puternic knew what it meant: Alexa was cumming again. This time, he thrusted her even faster. He was not willing to cum that early. He was planning to make her beg Puternic to stop. Not a single drop of sweat could be seen in Puternic' strong body on her top. His member thickened a bit and he smirked with a seductive gaze at Alexa.<br/><br/><strong>"Cum!"</strong>.