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Wes panted softly as her thighs trembled with barely contained need. She had her boy between her legs, tongue exploring the fleshy folds hidden behind her more traditionally masculine parts. The vixen shifted her hips, feeling her shaft throbbing against her white belly as the pup's slick tongue teasingly brushed along her clit.

Timber was in heaven, his tail a blur above his sculpted butt as he ground and delved his tongue into the offered folds before him. His customary cap rested lightly on his head, slightly more dislodged each time the matronly fox squeezed her thighs around his ears. Speaking of which, the padded muscles came in again, holding him in place firmly.

The vixen reached down with one hand, planting it atop the cap. "Come to momma..." In one fluid motion, she used the spreading of her thighs to thrust her hips towards her palm. Her folds trembled and clenched down around the canine muzzle that had been pressed into her passage from the practiced movement.

The owner of said muzzle perked, cheeks lightly flushed, but the corners of his mouth were pulled into a tight grin. If anything his tail wagged faster as he shoved his face forward, working his snout deeper while continuing to lick along the inner walls of her vagina.

Wes crooned, picking up the hat and giving her pelvic muscles a greedy clench. In that one contraction her labia closed just above Timber's collar, sealing his whole head inside her sex. Carefully she lifted her feet from the bedding and extended her legs. With dexterity borne of experience, she squeezed her soles together on her boy's waist and used her quads to start to drag him in, augmenting her own powerful birth canal in its task.

Timber shifted about, tucking his arms to his sides and scrunching his shoulders up as best he could as he felt the warmth of her paw pads just above his hips. He was starting to slide along the bedding, the sensation of his own erection grinding along the sheets just adding to the maelstrom of pleasure he was being drawn into. He carefully dug his toes into the sheets and flexed his calves, pushing off the bed to expedite his entry into his momma even faster.

That bit of extra pressure coincided with his snout arriving at the fox's cervix, causing her to cry out with pleasure. The tight muscle that separated her womb from the passage below spread welcomingly, sending trembles of pleasure through her body. She squeezed tighter with her feet and her fluffy broom brought to bear as well, hooking between the pup's legs and burying his arousal in softness. Curling the tip against his taint, the third limb added to her possessive act of motherhood.

The pupper resisted the urge to roll his hips, instead focusing on getting a new foothold to keep helping, even as his head pressed all the way through into the awaiting womb. He nuzzled and licked at the pillowy walls within as he felt the cervix stretching even further to accept his shoulders. Meanwhile, his elbows were sinking into Wes' mound, pinning his hands to his hips as well.

She no longer had good leverage with her legs and so let her thighs drop to either side once again, reaching to stroke along the small of the pup's back as her belly started to distend with the sheer mass of canine insertion. Her other hand still held onto the red ball cap, fingers clenched tight on the sturdy fabric for something to grasp onto as her folds flexed and the canal within contracted and pulled, belying her desperation to have him all to herself.

Timber's still wagging tail reached the strained entrance, the muscular motion grinding directly into the vixen's clitoris. The walls closed in on him tightly, and he felt the suction increase suddenly. The pup turned his head to start curling up as he felt his own arousal the warmth of his momma, distracting him from the fact that his wriggling tail was continuing to grind into that specific sensitive spot for its entire length. With the base pinned into the crease of his plump rump, its free portion continued to bat about until it no longer could.

Wes continued to pant heavily, both hands now stroking over the growing dome of her induced pregnancy, feeling the writhing within her womb as her boy was dragged blissfully back where he belonged. The vixen clenched and flexed her inner muscles, legs and tail left quivering with pleasure after their tasks were completed.

It was not until his knees neared her folds that Timber finally had the leverage to do something to tuck himself in far more effectively. Sliding his arms to the back of his thighs in his curled up state, he pulled firmly, flexing his hamstrings to bend his legs. His knees and shins immediately slurped in wetly, followed by his paws, leaving no part of him exposed.

The fox gasped and clenched down, her stretched folds tightening up in the absence of dog to pull upon, sealing the passage up in the wake of the last of her boy. The wave of contraction helped the buried pupper get his feet all the way up and into the womb, bundled up in a cozy ball. Wes cried out, her cervix slamming shut greedily once her pup was fully within. At the same time, her shaft, throbbing against the bashfully squirming form within her midsection, started to shoot ropes of seed across her white fur. Below, her folds quivered as both of her sexes were wracked with an intense orgasm.

When Wes came back to her senses, she had a happily wriggling mass in her newly messy midsection. She smiled maternally and hugged around Timber with her arms and inner muscles. "My good boy..."