Florina tosses her head back, smacking against the wyvern as she cries out, her pussy stretching and tearing - her head swims and her vision blurs as she's tugged down, her slender body bulging from the girth. She's going to die impaled on a wyvern's penis...

She can barely hear Lindstrom over the wind, and oh good, a compliment and an assurance that she'll live to feel more of this, just what she needs. Gasping for breath, she still isn't ready for that push against her cervix, sobbing as the tip of that massive cock presses against a barrier not meant to be breached like this.

It does so anyways, an even worse pain blossoming deep in her body as her cervix is crushed and penetrated, more flesh tearing, stomach bulging even more grotesquely.