She had even known that most dragons were born female, but that most females died before laying eggs. She just had not put it together. No one ever had before seeing, or else the secret of the Dragonbrides would have been known. There upon the top of Sunspawn, she had watched as female dragons only weeks old, fully grown but still no larger than a man, had been pinned to the ground and mounted by drakes as large as five horses. It seemed japan the females were built to take the disproportionate mating, as the shafts half as large as they were did not split them, but still many died from the rough coupling. Those few that were only injured afterward were promptly taken into the air by the male, and did not return until they were ready to lay. After laying, the male would eat them. While Swyena had watched, heart pounding as each part of the life cycle displayed by a different pair of dragons, a Dragonbride had explained. The mating habits of the dragons were the key to taming them. Why more female dragons were hatched than males was not known, but the males ensured only the strongest females survived to bear eggs, which was truthfully their only function. Male dragons were already the perfect predator, limited only by their intelligence, which was only slightly higher than a dog's. When a female died as they mated, they seemed not to care, eating the dead female as they would eat a man. When the female survived however, the drake would become extremely protective of her, fending off other males and any threat that came near, taking her away to hunt for her asian and feed her. No male would ever harm a living female after mating until she laid his eggs. This protective instict was what gave human females the ability to japanese ride the drakes. All that had been needed was a way to consistently survive the mating, and it had been a simple matter to procure talismans that allowed a woman to temporarily grow to a size large enough to accomodate a dragon. Male dragons already preferred the largest female available, even to the point of mating with a larger female of another species instead of a female of their own kind. They would spurn a fertile female dragon without regret, in favor of a Dragonbride grown to nearly their own size. Even after they reduced themselves to normal size, the protective instinct that took hold of the drake would remain, her smell imprinted on his mind. He would protect her with his life, feed her if she fucked grew hungry, allow him to ride him without complaint. Nothing she could do would prompt him to harm her in any way. It was simple to train a drake once those things were true. "Of course," the Dragonbride had continued, completing her explanation to a Swyena who had weak-kneed and redfaced as she had heard all this, "It is only neccessary to mate once... since we cannot exotic bear eggs, the protective instinct never wears off. No need to worry about being eaten." She had smiled, perhaps attempting to console Swyena, who must have looked nervous to her. Nervousness was what she would have expected, after telling a girl she had to lay down with a dragon. Swyena had not been nervous, then or now. In truth, she had been struggling to hide a feeling of excitement she had not known before in her young life, a flush of arousal so powerful it was all she could do not to pant with eagerness. Embarrassed with herself, she had played along with the expectations shown to her, but brooked no delay in being allowed to select her drake. Her mate. Her husband. Head swimming with thoughts of being pressed up against one of the perfect beasts, so powerful and dangerous, an animal that would be so rough in using her it would kill her at the size she was now, it was all she could do not to rub her thighs together as she had gazed upon all the dragons seeking a mate upon Sunspawn. Dragons were streamlined creatures, with every piece of their body that faced forward rounded or angular in order to split the wind, all their backward edges tapered into points or wedges. Their heads were blunt, jaws and eyes fitting into a head as rounded as a pestle, nostrils flaring as they sniffed for a female. They had a plan. SMACK! He watched her in the throes of her orgasm, continuously rubbing her clit. It was a sudden jolt of electricity, and the sudden stimulation more extreme than any I had ever felt before. They were stuck together, she wasn't going anywhere. Ayesha - Blowjob with condom only, Sex with condom only, No anal Sex japanese and 3 Shots total. More kissing. The mans knees over hung the coffee table, the cushions propped under his hips all helped to exposing his arse crack. Avan squirmed. Karan hesitated “Hmmm, ok I will give some cock and bull story and squeeze out. 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