Anya recovered slowly, cuddling against the Wolf, nuzzling her. Eventually she regained enough sense of self to giggle softly and lean just far enough to suck on one firm nipple...<br/><br/>"Naughty," she accused in a gentle tone. "Spanking me like that. Fucking me like that...came too hard! Lost brain cells."<br/><br/>But then she offered Skye her lips and an adorkable little smile.<br/><br/>"I like anal slow and gentle," she said. "With reach around, since you are tall enough."