"Ughhh, ahhh." Ain sprayed a lot of cum into Zannie's vagina, the werewolf groaned receiving a load that was hard to contain.
"Your sperm looks like a tadpole, I'm sure."
Ain frowned in confusion, no wind, no rain, Zannie said something strange but unique. Even though she didn't, Ain wanted to think Zannie was like that. The perfect combination for a favorite mate.
"I'm not like that, big sister. Use a better analogy, please."
Zannie shook her head, "That's right. It's a shame I'm using contraception, even though I can feel your sperm swimming."
"Eh? How is that possible?" Ain stared, mouth half open, eyes blinking.
"Well, how would I know," said Zannie, she was relaxing at the same time looking at Ain's face, using her hands as support. That way, Zannie was satisfied looking at Ain's handsome, charming face.
