The fox's eyes drifted shut as those hips slowed to a slow, regular rhythm, the gryphon's orbs swinging low and heavy between his hinds, those barbs tickling on Zack's tongue, pre oozing thicker and hotter towards the back of this throat as that tapered length stretched his jaw, the tip slipping deeper through his muzzle. Each steady pulse brought more of that addicting treat in to glaze his maw, the gryphon's thrusts growing more and more impassioned with each slurp and moan the fox made around his length, the breeder slowly drawing the other male into bobbing up and down on that breedinglength, working opposite his motions to make each roll more and more effective.
Long moments passed as the gryphon grew more and more aroused, that shaft thickening-up within the fox's muzzle, barbs gracing along that tongue more and more as his shaft pressed gently through the entrance to that throat again and again, riding those orbs closer and closer to the fox's chin. It was the desire of a breedergryph to get his seed in as deep as possible - something legends should've told Zack if he'd only been patient enough to hear the full tale - and Faun was not going to quit until he had. Those hips began to roll harder and firmer, his pace quickening as he could feel his peak welling up within him, Zack's paw gripping at the gryphon's hind to try to slow down the increasing assault to no avail.
That fat, further-thickening cock stretched his jaw wider, forcing that throat to take more and more of the breeder's tapered length, the hot, steady ooze thickened up to a syrupy slime by this point, clinging to the walls of that throat to keep it lubed against what portion of that barbed spike could fit through. Faster and faster those thrusts came, the gryphon trying to reach his hilt in Zack's maw, failing as that thickest part stretched that muzzle out to its max, the breedergryph grunting out above as thick ropes of that potent breedingnut flooded his stomach, hot ropes of viscous seed spurting right back out as the fox choked on that gryphonhood, painting his maw and muzzle with the essence of potent gryphstud as he coughed up more seed, bent over to catch his breath as the gryphon's desires still remained unsated....
Unsated was not the way to leave breedergryphs. If there was a lesson to be learned from the fox's hastiness, that was it.... and the gryphon had every plan to teach him. As the fox kneeled there, bent and heaving to catch his breath, the breeder shifted, well-experienced with foxes by this point, he knew just how to get what he'd needed from the breeding session. A talon placed firmly against Zack's shoulder gripping him snugly and holding him at first, letting him feel the remnant lances of cum string over his lower back, painting the pink of that rump white. As a deep growl called out over the fox, it began to dawn on him, though only too late.
A firm grind shoved that fat, oozing, twitching cock up between those pert cheeks, the fox's tail easily nudged out of the way as the breeder pushed down with his weight, forcing the fox to catch himself on his elbows, leaving him in better position with that rump raised for the next strike. Another firm grind worked between those cheeks, grinding the slickness of the gryphon's first load between them, matting that fur down with only more spurts to come as those hips lifted and that tip pressed in insistently against that snug ring that held the gryphon's key to fulfillment.
That talon held fast against Zack as that shove came searing hot, the stretch of his rim around that fat gryphcock burning, only soothed by the heat of the breeder's spunk clinging to it, the tickle of those barbs making the fox moan beneath as firmer leans came thrust after thrust, slipping deeper through the stretchy fox beneath, those orbs aching to smack against the back of the gryphon's newest conquest, churning with ripe seed to flood the tail of his newest cumdump. A grunt called out overhead Zack, the first clear sign of the breeder's demands being met, that talon curling tighter against the vulpine's shoulder to pull him back into every one of those thrusts threatening to impale him.
With those thrusts hitting their mark, the gryphon heard the incessant moans and grunts of the fox beneath, those pheromones beginning to cling to the smaler male's rump as those weighty gryphnuts pelted him over and over, the constant ooze of gryphon jizz under his tail tingling with virility, urging the fox to squirm if he could escape the grip of that claw. lewd, slick smacks echoed out over and over throughout the still surroundings, leaving no doubt what was making them as the tug of that engorged mast dragged his barbs back through the vulpine's ring, making him sing pleasured songs out into the air, the chorus of the gryphon's grunts and growls calling out in unison, working to a crescendo as that rim stretched bit by bit, that thick, musky sheath finally hilting, scrunching up between those white, cumstained rumpcheeks, keeping them spread around his package.
Feathers ruffled above the fox, the gryphon letting out a low rumble of bliss, that hilt finally met, the eager throb of the fullness of a breedergryph lodged deep under Zack's tail. Those haunches drove with a new lease, the big bird lifting his head as hot, heavy breaths called out his growing pleasure as he raced towards that creeping finish, the steady smack, smack, smack of those orbs promising the fox the load to come, those expressive ears adorning the gryphon's head unseen to Zack, splaying lower as those orbs went the opposite direction, drawing right up to smack higher and higher against the rump of their newest milker, those growls molding into a low, rumbling grunt as one final hilt rang true within that tight tail, the feeling of that dominant claim setting in immediately as wings spread above, a low series of yowls echoing out into new stillness as his release relieved deep into the fox.
A breedergryphon. That's what the fox wanted. That's what he got. Thick ropes of cum swelling his gut, quickly pooling within with that burning heat, adding to the cum that had entered from the other end, the gryphon's hips pumping, pistoning right along with each potent throb that laced more seed through his tail, cum draping through the fur of his thighs, rapidly pooling down between them as the scent of the breeder's claim grew exponentially, filling Zack's senses first before that nagging fullness began to grow unbearable, that overbearing essence warming up through his chest like whiskey in reverse, the fox gritting his teeth as his throat opened, cum pooling into his maw before drooling down over his jaw, the fox filled to the brim just as those thrusts of the stud's waning release hit home, each one of those grinds matting the fox's fur further with that rich, clinging scent, stretching strings of that pure lust between foxrump and gryphcrotch, Zack's breath finally returning to him as the flow of seed waned, that last thrust tugging that cream-coated rump right along with it as those barbs kept hold, the fox tied to his new breeder now, the gryphon's claim fulfilled, the breeder's desires sated, the fox's thirst slaked.
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