He held her hips firmly, coarse paws caressing that blushing flesh as he arched into her sharply and often. Her walls almost seemed to be protesting just how snug a fit he was at the moment, and he felt a fair bit of slick friction from that velvety pussy.<br/><br/>From the angle at which he layed, he could see the side of one full breast as it bounced wildly in rythym with his thrusting. Almost out of reflex, his paw snapped up to grope at one, holding it firmly while the other continued to bounce freely.<br/><br/><em>I'm sure they came out this way, </em>Tala thought. She had already taken off her gorgeous new European gown, not wanting to upset or offend Damita by using it carelessly or getting it dirty. She'd save it for a special time. But she'd wanted to return the favor, and the gift she'd found for her new sister squirmed under her arm. Tala glared down to give it a teasing "Shh!"<br/><br/>She heard sounds now, and her body stiffened. She knew what those sounds were, and she recognized Damita's voice, even in soft moans. She moved a bit closer, leaning against a tree and peeking out. And there they were..Damita's pale, perfect breasts bouncing as Toho..<em>in a coyote form??</em>..arched into her. She raised a hand to cover a small gasp, adjusting to a better hiding spot as she watched the scene with Damita's gift still restlessly shifting against her body.