<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/3d/42/7d/3d427df3d29fc3adfe98667e350ce9f6.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Now ready,  Songbird is lifted off from attending to his cock.   Hellhound then would turn her over to where she is on her back.   He lifts her hips,  so he can get her gaping hole lined up for him to enter.   She brings her legs back, so she rolls her pelvis area.  With this he begins to enter her.  Its painful,  but not where she cries out.   It was like this the first time, it is not until he is full seated in her and her body has adjusted to the invasion in her anus will the pain subside.   Having been through this once, she knows that it will  get better.  So she doesn't say anything.   It also helps that his thumb teases and rubs the nub of her clitoris that is displayed.  As she is turned on with growing arousal.<br/><br/>The dinner is one thing, they need to be quick is more for they're not in a town.   Their horses still needed to be tended to,   that they are properly watered and that they have fed.   It is not like there is much grazing to be had on the mountain.   The luxury they had in the inn when the horses were stabled is not here.<br/><br/>It was as before once Hellhound is fully seated in her.  The pain subsided,  a dull ache that is flood with intense pleasure as he begins to pump in and out of her,  his balls slapping her ass rolled.   She moans in delightful pleasure,  radiant with joy that she is being taken.