McCloud pushed in and groaned in pleasure, his cock releasing its load into Wolf's tight, well rounded, ass. Wolf let out a pleasured howl, followed by a series of pants as he fell back to the ground, his tongue hanging out as he caught his breath. Fox lowered his head on Wolf's chest, panting as well, and drooling on Wolf. "Oh...you dirty little dog...your ass was perfect..." Fox groaned.

Wolf whimpered and shed a few tears, trying to devote himself to being a helpless victim. "Please...no more...I want to go home...let me go, please..." Wolf whimpered.

Fox pushed himself in further, making Wolf yelp, the vulpine holding himself over O'Donnell. "Let you go? Why should I do that? I finally have you at my mercy..."

Wolf whimpered and tried to look away from Fox's dominant gaze, even though his brain was telling him to beg to be Fox's bitch when he saw that look. Fox pulled off Wolf's tank top and pulled out of his rump, leaving a small trail of his fluid on Wolf's butt cheek. Wolf whimpered and felt Fox remove his pants, now completely nude in front of Fox. "What are you doing?" Wolf asked, looking up.

Fox licked his lips. "Having dinner..." Fox replied.