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Izanami no Mikoto released him, grabbed his thighs and bent down to them, thrust her tongue and fingers inside him, started to do something to him that no one else would do.

The ancient god of werewolves suckled, it was painful but good, his screams and he couldn't stop writhing, he felt a bite on his thighs, squeezing his inner thighs.

His tongue, inside its hole, was soft, at the same time, it hurt, Kami-Dragon-Sama clenched his teeth and choked.

Izanami no Mikoto pulled her mouth from her narrow hole.

- Behave yourself, Silver Dragon and relax. – The ancient god of werewolves growled.

- So, Silver Dragon. - said the ancient god of werewolves. - I'm trying. - Let's see if someone stops me now. - Izanami no Mikoto Rosnou.

Izanami no Mikoto would rape him there...

- Please... - He was halfway to tears, the ancient god of werewolves had his fingers inside him, between the painful thrusts, he thought he would keep preparing himself, but he took it from him, and let go.