Her hands worked quickly as her mouth moved deftly upon her lover's, pulling the pants down off of her lovely ass and down past her knees should she stand up slightly, pushing them down to her ankles, whether she kept them there or kicked them off.  Yuria then moved to her own waist, sliding up under her skirt to he own undergarments, and growled into her kissing as she realized the one flaw with her plan.  Her solution was simple enough though, and with a quick, echoing<em>rip</em>, the underwear was no longer a legitimate impeding garment, and her erection spring free and was now pressing full on against her partner's body.<br/><br/>In the wild, passionate fervor she was in, wanting to hear her moan and feel her tight, wet sex around her, Yuria's hands moved to her waist yet again, lifting her light form up, and with a brief moment of guiding, impaled her upon her stiff rod, down to the hilt right from the start, and broke her kiss to elicit a long, loud, echoing moan of passion up to the heavens, as if she were a wolf crying to the moon.  Her body shivered slightly in her pleasure, at the sensation, and afterwards she lifted her and began to move her up and down her long shaft, quickly and roughly, her teeth clamping down upon the tongue and lip of her lover as she forcefully kissed her again.  It appeared she had every intention of claiming her as an alpha would her mate...