The unfurred sister squeaked sharply at the sudden pressure between her thighs. As it pushed against her sex she murred, eyes at last leaving her broken sister as she focused on her own pleasure. Unlike with the other, this tendril encountered a gentle resistance to its probing, where force seemed to cause the girl some level of discomfort. But it took no strain at all, to pierce the veil and intrude further into the depths of her sex. Her eyes grew wide, and as the pain momentarily wracked her the young werewolf let out a sequence of muffled cries into her bondage. She squirmed slightly, but as quickly as it came the agony fled her body and was replaced by a rising head which swept away whatever part of her might have mourned her lost virginity.<br/><br/>Whilst her sister discovered a whole new world, she who still maintained her strongest shape was drowning in hers. Her breaths came long and desperate between the ties of her muzzle, intermingled with muted moans and shrieks of pleasure. Her head lolled back, hips hopelessly bucking against Kinnley in a neverending desire to sooth this itch! Her body arched, lifting the vampire atop it, as below her sex quivered and gushed around the shadows a second time just as her sibling reached her first. Already the proud beast had been reduced to a twitching, whimpering mess underneath Kinnley's deft ministrations. Between the loss of blood and the intensity of her orgasms, she seemed only capable of rolling her hips in search another mind-shattering thrust from the vampire's shadow.