The city had a large clock tower that would be the perfect size for her to use. The clock tower was always locked, you hoped nobody had forced entry. Shakira huffed eagerly as her backside throbbed constantly. You glanced over to see what Atlas was up to. He was still busy grooming himself. He was sat up now. A hind leg raised as his head leaned in to give his large testicles a going over. The people were still stuck under his balls. They struggled wildly and screamed as Atlas's tongue came sliding over his nuts right at them. You looked away from him. At least you didn't have him to worry about huffing and puffing away on top of Shakira. Shakira tore through anything in her path. Fortunately the buildings were deserted. The clock tower sat in the middle of a large circular garden. Which she stomped right on through. Leaving deep paw prints on once immaculate flower beds.
She circled the clock tower first. Sniffing and chuffing. "Go on get to it!" You urged. 'I can't believe I'm having to do this! Making her use something as a dildo!' You thought. But she had to get these urges off somewhere 'safe'. She completed a second circle before she finally stopped and straddled the tower. She began to drop her hind end over it. You held on tightly to her ear as you heard a loud wet squelch. She let off a long lustful moan. She was starting to swallow the tower within her sensitive folds. The tower's pointed roof was covered in sharp spikes designed to keep off birds. These somewhat simulated barbs on a Cats cock. She began to grit her fangs as swallowed more and more of the clock tower.
She was about to fully insert the tower into her vagina, her butt cheeks but several feet from the ground...
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