<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/09/Kashsistersmug.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kashana & Lakashtari<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Dorms<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Tavah<br/><hr/><br/>"Ohmigod what if we're trapped like this for hours," Kashana whined with the last of the air squeezed out of her under his weight. Bounced between punishing microthrusts and the firm academy issue bed, she steadily lost her breath in the claustrophobic space under Tavah. At first she was huffing along with his deep push, then panting, and finally drawing ragged breath that could not be mistaken for anything but fucking even if there was any privacy in their shared quarters. There was not. Kashana's sodomizing was on display to the rest of the team.<br/><br/>Lakashtari held her hands as delicately as elven filigree as Tavah pounded the knot into her like the finishing slams of a railroad spike, whole body effort that left Kashana's mouth slick with drool. Her legs stretched to either side of his muscled flanks and reached skyward in celebration, firming until they shivered. Feebly her untouched cock pushed back against the drag of his fur. Immediately she came from the tickle, spurting teased and thick up her own tummy to her crushed breasts.<em>"Oh, oh, oh!" </em><br/><br/>"She says don't stop," Lakashtari whispered into his felt ear. "She says if you help her push her knees to her shoulders, you can go even deeper." Lakashtai was not sure how to kiss him, but her hormones were a boiling hot mess that would not just sit quietly. Her soft lips pressed his muzzle. Drew down a little to the lip, to tickle and coax out the tongue. There- she took it in her mouth, and fought to keep it there. Never mind the sharp predator's teeth. "What happens," she managed with a string of his spit clinging to her lip, "what happens if you knot a girl's throat, could she breathe?" She made herself excited, and her kissing became aggressive, searching relentlessly for attention. "I want that, I want you to knot my throat." The way she pushed her breasts up under his chin, she might have been trying to pry him off Kashana, but they were one mind, two bodies, each wanting an equal share.<br/><br/>Now four Nepalese mountain girl hands were clutching at his fur, tugging, pulling him up to kiss, no, down to fuck, no, one side to receive a nip to the ear. It wasn't fair that Kashana should get all of the attention. Lakashtari was beginning to lose patience.