Before she knew it, Taran was under her and slamming into her second entrance while the human plowed her pussy, both working in a perfect rhythm. She could feel him in real life as well, feel his fangs in her shoulder.
She was immediately drunk off the lust, crying out and screaming louder, drooling already. She was being forced through climaxes, both in the real world and in the dream.
She was screaming, trembling hard. She climaxed hard around the both of them, demanding their seed. Her walls clamped down around Taran, her body trembling hard.