The first few times Anya made those noises, Skye almost stopped before realizing she was doing that on purpose. And as she realized that, she smirked and leaned into it, moaning in arousal as Anya squeaked and mewled into her gag. The Bunny could even feel the Wolf grinding up behind her, clearly turned on by the whimpering, squirming Bunny in her arms.<br/><br/>Skye's hands were rough, and to the point, but strong. Her groping was tight, squeezing down hard on Anya's tits, jiggling and pulling them every which way, before narrowing down firmly on her pert little nipples, but all the while she continued to embrace her, hold her close, envelope her with those strong arms, her hot breath washing over the side of her face as she rested her chin on Anya's shoulder.<br/><br/>With a hot breath of air, Skye dragged her tongue along Anya's neck, slowly and hotly, before teasingly slapping her palms against the underside of Anya's boobs, causing the Bunny's breasts to bounce and jiggle. And then she teasingly slapped them again, chuckling as she did.