Music... in her head?  What was she talking about?  She was struggling futilely, since she'd rip her groin off if she tried anything strength-wise to get out of it.  She stroked her cock some more to get it nice and hard, grinning as she sighed and looked the weretigress in the eyes.<br/><br/>"Why don't you tell me about the music as I get my rocks off with this cock of yours?" she said with a grin, once the cock was at it's full, sturdy size, the wonders of the penis having a 'mind of it's own' "I think I'm going to enjoy this..."<br/><br/>She straddled the woman's large thighs, lifting her dress and jacket out of the way enough to get to the sex properly, and then eased herself down until the head pushed past her nether lips.  She sighed as it filled her up perfectly, like it was made for her muscular cunny, and sat down all the way until she felt the fuzzy balls against her asscheeks.  It was quite a nice fit, filled her so very well... and gripping the woman's waist she began to ride her the way that would get<em>Chess</em>off the best, though it was likely that the weretigress wouldn't enjoy it as much.  All that she 'said' was the slurping and slapping of her practically raping this bound, half-conscious weretigress, and thoroughly enjoying it...