Gruusk roared out in victory, in pleasure as he hilted himself inside of her balls deep, the tip pressing hard to her womb as he came like a madman, muscles twitching, back and tail arching. Under his fur he is flushed with victory, his breathing heavy and ragged, though less so by the second. He licked her ears and oh so gently stroked and caressed her tummy and large breasts, imagining his progeny growing inside of her. It was a good fantasy and he reached down to rub her little tail hole as he groomed her.