He held her tightly against his sweat-soaked fur, his hands remaining firmly on her tits in a sort of hug. He held her body in place as he continued to thrust into her, adapting to the way this new form seemed to lock itself inside of Damita's poor body. Her pussy was a completely wet mess, which certainly made it even easier for him to remain aroused enough to continue fucking her.<br/><br/>As she laid back, he brushed her hair aside with his snout, nuzzling against her blushing, slightly sweaty face. Even the grass around them was getting messy.<br/><br/>Tala's scent was gone, though. He wouldn't have expected the curious girl to leave this particular scene, but she'd left them their privacy for whatever reason, allowing him to continue focusing on Damita's trembling body.