Jag was slow to come down, as apparently her partner was too. She lingered in orgasm, until finally her hands dropped from her full breasts, his shaft still between them.

When finally he took her collar and began dragging her, there was little resistance from the girl. She was all but docile as he drug the nearly nude woman towards the moonlit windows.

Nearing the window, one shrug of his powerful shoulders brought her to her feet. His forearm pressed solidly across her upper back as he trapped her against the glass; it's slick surface cool against her face and exposed chest.

Looking out the window, he admired the moonlit view. The campus spread out below them extending down to the beach where the moon reflected off the ocean water. In different circumstances, it could have been romantic. The fact was not lost on Saur as his free hand nonchalantly torn her blouse and shirt from her body, leaving her completely naked and exposed to him.

Moving his face down to her's, his voice barely a whisper as he leaned against her shoulders, "Beautiful view tonight, don't you agree?" he said, chuckling softly to himself.

The girl was pressed rudely against the glass, her breasts smashed against the cold surface along with her face. She felt her blouse and skirt ripped from her, her last vestiges of clothing, taken by his clawed hand. She didn’t move around much though, her body still in control, desire flooding her thoughts. Her only response to him was a slight groan as he pushed her against the cold glass harder.

Reaching up, he unlatched the window and pulled it open. His hand on her shoulder pulling her away from the window momentarily as he lifted the glass. The warm night air rushed into the room, followed by a soft, cool breeze. Pressing his chest into her back, he pushed her upper body slightly out the window. Even though he had no intention of hurting her, she didn't know that and his weight forced her to grab the sides of the window to steady herself.

"What was that, Jag? I couldn't hear you," he said, his hands taking advantage of her precarious position as they returned to massaging her full tits and tweaking her nipples. Meanwhile, his tail slid lightly up the inside of her calves, stroking the toned muscles under her soft, silken skin...

The girl instinctively reached out for the sides of the window as he leaned on her, forcing her outwards and into the night’s heat, the gentle breeze whipping across her bare chest. The threat snapped her back to reality a little more.

“What… are you… doing?” she gasped, her breathing still heavy and slightly tired from his initial assault on her, though her body was only craving more… which he seemed glad to give to her as he began to squeeze at her tender breasts again, the plump orbs plying easily in his strong hands.

"Enjoying your fabulous body, Jag," he said in answer to her question. Sliding one hand down her stomach, he slowly traced the lines of her toned abs. His hand at chest was equally gentle as he ran his claws in broad circles over her tits, his fingers frequently flicking softly over her taut nipples.

His hot breath tickled her ear as he whispered to her, "See the full moon? Anyone that looks up can see you here, Jag."

She mewled a little in pleasure as he ran his hand over the flat expanse of her belly; her body jumping just a little every time one of his strong digits would flick her hardened nipples, making the firm breast bounce just a little in his grasp. She heard what he had said, but somehow didn’t care, her body overwhelmed in its lust and need to sate it. She didn’t have to look up to see the moon… it was illuminating her shining breasts and tummy even as he teased them, the light bouncing off her of body.

In contrast to her luminescence, his scales absorbed nearly all the light, appearing like nothing more than shadows as they roamed over her. Only an occasional glint as the moonlight reflected off the edge of a scale hinted that they were not.

Looking over her shoulder, he laughed mockingly into her ear as she twisted and jumped in response to his assault on her sensitive tits. Leaning into her, he pressed his cock against her butt and lower back, the sweat from their earlier exertions allowing him to slide easily over her skin. "I don't think anyone can hear you, Jag," he mocked as both his hands returned to her tits, focussing almost entirely on her too sensitive nipples as his tail crept up her inner thigh...

Her young body jumped as she groaned, feeling his large member sliding against her back, teasing her. Her back arched a little as he continued to massage her breasts, tweaking her nipples and teasing them to greater prominence, if that was even possible at this point. Her body quivered, threatening to lose its grip on the window…

He could feel her grip on the window slipping as her weight pushed her harder into his skilled hands. Again his large hands engulfed her firm, young tits, roughly kneading her as he dragged his palms across her straining nipples. Flexing his hips, his cock slid up and down her toned ass as she groaned her appreciation of his efforts.

Zigzagging up her inner thigh, his tail slid smoothly along her skin, teasingly closing with her wet pussy. Groaning and quivering against him, the blunt tip teasingly moved across her hips, briefly stroking her silken lips before sliding away and returning.

Nippling at her ear, he whispered softly to her, "Look down there, Jag," indicating a lone figure walking across the grass below them. "I don't think she can hear you."

Jag’s moans and cries dulled to fevered breathing and occasional quiet gasps as she too noticed the person on the path below. Sweat covered her body as she tried to control herself at least until they were out of sight, even as he teased her wanton body, tweaking her stiff nipples and giving her body what it wanted. She shuddered as it slipped its tail across her sex lips, her arms threatening to give and let her fall, her outthrust chest bouncing heavily as he pushed her on.

He could see her struggling to control herself as he artfully worked her hungry body. His hot breath blew across her neck as he taunted her, "So quiet all of a sudden?" He could feel her break out in a shuddering, gasping sweat as she struggled to control herself. Cruelly, his tail returned to her wet sex lips, the blunt tip stroking the length of her slit as she sagged slightly, pushing herself more fully into his active hands. "You better hope she walks a little faster, Jag," he said as his strong arms tightened around her chest, pulling her luscious, sweat-soaked body more fully against him and his growing member.

The teenager gasped quietly, trying to stifle the sound, as his tail again flittered over her sex lips, her womanhood slick and hot for him. She resisted the urge not only to cry out in pleasure, but to push down on that teasing tail.

He pulled her young body back against him more, his cock sliding easily against the top of her bottom and over her lower back, long and hard against her. Her breasts were manipulated still, her hard nipples sticking out for him, her arousal obvious.

Slowly, the student below made her way along the path as Jag quietly gasped and groaned her appreciation of the efforts of his insistent hands. He was all too happy to lavish attention on her erect nipples as she pressed them into his hands. Even as the wandering student moved out of sight around the corner of the building, his tail found her throbbing clit. Stroking her tiny button, he slid the thick, bulbous head of his cock inside her, burying himself to his hips in her with one smooth stroke.

"The soooner you give in, the sooner it ends, Jag" he mocked as her sweat soaked chest heaving in shuddering gasps.

“Nnnnaaaaaaagh…” she moaned out as he slid his thick cock into her womanhood, spreading the still wet lips somewhat easily though she still grasped at him tightly. The fleshy orbs of her breasts kneaded easily in his strong hands, her chest thrust out for him. She wriggled on the end of his cock, impaled nearly all the way, writhing around him and pleasuring both of them a little. His tail at her tiny clit only spurned her on, driving her wilder.