Indian teen bends over and gets hard doggystyle

As the drake beat his wings for his first flight with his bride, Swyena had laid herself against his neck, protected from the wind by the arch of his spine. Stroking his scales with her hands and holding on tight, she had closed her eyes, focusing only on the feel of her dragon, the sensation of his cum inside her and the sweet ache of their mating that remained. "Your name is Dumin," she crooned lovingly, listening to his wings beat, watching the ground fall away. "And you are mine." Smiling with fond remembrance of that first flight, Swyena looked around again, almost dry after the bath, the sun now well above the horizon and the ground below them considerably less hilly. Despite her attempts to control her thoughts, a slight stickiness between her pussy and the saddle was obvious, and she had done enough inadvertent training that Dumin was already angling towards the ground. The place he was aiming for seemed mostly clear, though a little rough for Swyena's tastes. Still, she couldn't help but shiver a little in anticipation, already reaching back for the talisman that would allow her to change her size. She had requested it from the Dragonbrides after her first flight, and they had one on hand for her to take, though it had not been included among her provisions without her asking. Some had seemed embarrassed for her, and others had grinned wryly, but none of them criticized her. It seemed what she had enjoyed, others had as well before her. With the solitary life of a Dragonbride, it was no wonder some of them took their title and made it truth. Just as she had unbuttoned the clasp for the bag that held the talisman, Dumin landed, almost crashing from not reducing his speed properly in his eagerness to reach the ground. Swyena yelped, kept from flying from the saddle only by the straps holding down her legs, hands flinging out to try and catch the contents of the bag as they flew out and onto the ground, clattering about some twenty feet away before coming to a rest. Cursing, she hastily undid the straps, climbing down naked and heading towards the place she thought she had seen the talisman go. She didn't want to wait, and more than that, she didn't want to make Dumin wait. The poor creature was already rock hard, eyes following her intently, prowling behind her as she went to her knees to search around the bushes. "Damn it," Swyena muttered in frustration, seeming to find everything from the bag except for the talisman. "Where is it.... Come on..." Whining, she rubbed her legs together, still filled with memories of that first mating. She wanted it so badly, especially some of the new things she had tried with Dumin Hardcore since going their own way. The taste of him was another memory in her mind, and more and more she had been trying to make herself tighter for him by not increasing her size fully - though she had to admit she enjoyed getting stretched, enjoyed feeling pain for Dumin's pleasure. It was hardly a minute spent searching before she felt the nudge of Dumin's head against her back, trying to nuzzle her and turn her over. She patted his head, telling him in soothing tones to wait. Another woman might have felt a spark of fear, then, but she only felt bad for telling her beloved dragon he couldn't have what he wanted right now. It was five minutes and seven nudges later before Swyena turned around, kissing her dragon between the eyes. "Dumin," she chided, hugging his big head to her chest. "You just have to wait until I find the talisman, then I promise you can have me as much as you want." Not understanding, Dumin huffed a hot breath against her belly, then breathed in slowly. With a simple push forward of his head, he knocked her onto her back, and her legs flew apart as she gasped. "Dumin!" she said, laughing at his playfulness. "What are you-" That was when the drake moved forward, head gazing down at her before the huge bulk of his torso completely blocked the sky above her, his huge cock moving forward and jabbing, trying to find a target that was significantly smaller than he was used to. Instinct was guiding him though, and he was beginning to seek lower, where a normal female dragon would be. One thrust pressed against her breast, coating it in hot precum before he tried again, missing her completely this time. A sudden realization had come over Swyena, filling her mind to the exclusion of anything else. She was just a normal female dragon to Dumin, and he would mate with her now, whether she wanted him or indian not. Whether it killed her or not. 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