Damita's body was nearly lifeless in those hands, just about all the motion of her tiny body coming from his relentless fucking. His beefy tongue ran over his lip as he watched her blonde locks flailing around wildly. Even that tight pussy seemed exhausted beyond any ability to function; those tight walls twitched anxiously, but no longer squeezed or fought him.<br/><br/>There was no question that in the bear's frantic fucking, he'd been rushing towards his climax..and he could feel it welling, building quickly. His massive cock throbbed hard inside of her, continuing his rough, violent thrusting even as he began to erupt inside of her helpless little body. He could feel that hot, thick fluid pouring back over his cock, and it wasn't until he pulled himself out and the rest spilled from her body that he saw just how incredibly much he'd shot into her.<br/><br/>He sat back, feeling his fur slick with sweat, his chest heaving. He stared at Damita's body as it lay helpless in the grass, her dress still crumpled around her hips. He now felt a bit of remorse, and he knew it would only get much worse when his werebear form faded away.