"What? Having second thoughts?" the wolf chuckled.
"No it's just..." Vanilla was feeling stranger and stranger, just something about what she knew was going to happen. She wasn't reacting to it like she thought she would. Actually, she could feel herself getting a bit moist at the thought, "I want to hold her down while you... have your way with her."
The strangers seemed only more eager when she started to cooperate. She looked into the eyes of her daughter, tears streaming down those little cheeks, and pulled her close. He pulled the small body over to the edge of the bed where they could get better access. Vanilla started to breathe more heavily, sitting on the corner of the bed with her legs sprawled and her naked, innocent child in her arms.
Cream was confused, struggling even against her mother, not understanding what was going on. She looked at the strange naked males, their erections still hanging out in front of them. She had never seen such a thing, staring at them wide-eyed. When they came closer she struggled more, starting to cry when Vanilla held her. Her mother turned her around to face her, then moved one hand beneath her, raising up her hindquarters and rubbing her finger teasingly on the deliciously underaged cunt. "Come and get it boys. Don't be gentle."
The wolf came up behind the crying child, grasping her hindquarters and fingering against her little hole. She was tight, and he was large. It wasn't going to be comfortable fit for her, but it'd be like a fleshy vice on him. The lizard flopped his own cock out so it smacked against Cream's crying face.
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