Rumbling softly, Vorg stretched her neck back a bit, helping to guide Ancalagon's mouth to the perfect spot while she allowed him to slide in. Moist from their slippery juices all mixed in together, she had no difficulty in accommodating his shaft. Then, steadying herself on all fours, she began to push her rear out, her gluteal muscles pressing into his hips as his member was fully held inside her warm body. She stretched her wings out fully, rumbling even louder, and started to rock, assisted by his hands, so as to let him slide in and out, bumping her rear up against his waist every time. Slowly, her tail started to rise, before wrapping firmly yet gently around Ancalagon's neck. It wasn't enough to choke him, but she was holding him there, claimed as hers for the time being, and at the same time exposing herself completely to his gaze, her little anus no longer hidden by it.