She trembled again as his lips slanted over hers, her erogenous zones throbbing as his hands squeezed her hips, lifting her. Anchoring her knees against the ground, Damita helped him in pushing herself upward, sliding her body up against his, though her lips never left his. That small connection is what kept her sane, what kept her from backing out of this endeavor.<br/><br/>Allowing Toho to position himself, Damita tensed reactively as she felt the swollen head of his cock brush against her still tender pussy lips, only lowering herself at the insistence of Toho’s hand. His growl was muffled by her lips, softly shaking hands remaining on his shoulders as she steadied herself, sliding herself down on his shaft. There wasn’t the brutal force needed by his animal forms, though there was a lingering soreness from the animal’s use of her body.<br/><br/>Her lithe form shook from apprehension, an appreciative sound given as he continued to distract her with his lips. Before she knew it, he was fully sheathed inside of her, her walls gripping at him, her expression torn between utter surprise and delight. Her lips slid from his, Damita watching as Toho’s head fell back, exposing his neck to her. She took that opportunity to lean in, teeth grazing over his pulse, her hips remaining unmoving for the moment, allowing herself to get use to him.<br/><br/>It was as though she was a perfect fit to him, covering him like a well-made glove covered a hand. A groan was not quite stifled as her tongue slid over that pulse, tracing down to where his shoulder joined with his neck.<br/><br/>