<div class="floatright">(http://i57.tinypic.com/wlp1g5.jpg)</div><strong>Character: </strong>Biff<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Bath-House<br/><strong>With: </strong>Dawn, People in the Bath-House<br/><hr/><br/>The food hadn't affected Biff like it had most of the others, this was simply how he was, and when a woman told you to take her rough you did so. He stopped his pussyfooting around turned her around, pressing her against the edge of the tub and burying his face in her crotch. He licked at her folds with his tongue, further preparing her for his entry. His right hand remained near her legs, venturing upwards. Finding where her thighs met, his fingers began to play against her mound, rubbing gently for now. The left hand was no idle participant as it reached for her breasts, fondling them as if discovering some new and unknown object.<br/><br/>When he felt she was suitably prepared, or when his own erection became painfully erect, he rose from the water. His left hand drew down from her breasts to her waist, holding her in place, while his right hand guided his eager cock to her opening. He slid his head forward until it was inside, moaning at the feel of her walls around him, before sliding all the way in more quickly. Biff paused a moment then, feeling the contours of her against him, feeling her warmth as it gripped him, and the rutting beast emerged. He began almost insensibly pounding away at her, heedlessly pursuing his own gratification. That isn't to say he hurt her intentionally, but she wanted it rough and by the gods he was giving it to her that way. Her leg was lifted to give him additional angles to try, as well as just more room. Her breast was now his plaything and he grasped it firmly, pinching the nipple between fore and middle finger. The world had almost washed away, but he looked at the other tub, with the girls he had approached before. He looked directly at them as he satiated himself on Dawn, giving them a number of looks which said things ranging from "this could be you" to "you're next." It was menacing, but not cruel. He sought mutual enjoyment, granted he was being a little selfish at current but he was lost in the moment, perhaps the food had an effect on him after all, or more likely it had just been far too long. This was now a display. A display of his superiority to the other males present, a display of his prowess for all the ladies present, and a promise of what was to come at the school in the coming times.<br/><br/>A different sort of coming time was soon to be upon him, though he lasted longer than he thought he would. With the moment rapidly approaching, he hefted Dawn up, a hand under each leg, showing her to the entire room as he plunged within her these last few strokes. His hands transformed then, becoming claws as his nature showed itself, and his face became almost a maw. He bit her neck, hard enough to draw just a trickle of blood but he hoped not entirely unpleasantly as he finished inside her, a stream gushing forth and mixing with their juices, the excess falling into the tub.