Dawnlark Plains XV

she felt the pop, and satisfied, she pulled.

as the animal trashed diesel emerged from underneath it, tossing aside its ruined manbits. her eyes were now on its belly, having felt the skin there as more yielding than what was above its sides.

her stamina was shot to hell - but when you start something, you better finish it.

again beneath the trashing, kicking beast and now diesel shut her maws about the middle of its belly, and instead of tearing relied on the power of her jaw to keep her as a weight.