The bunny groans and watches in wide-eyed amazement as you ruthlessly mount him, stretching your cute little fox-lips around the bulbous, pink head of his cock and claiming his bunny meat for yourself. He sits up partly, positioning you on his lap and daring to grasp your hips, slowly crawling his hands backward over your form until they're fondling your butt. His cheeks are flushed with shame and lust, but in between his desperate groans he manages to smugly retort<strong>"Try not to... <em>unnh!</em>... h-hurt yourself, fox..."</strong>