Private with Bacon

After about fifteen minutes of walking/limping, Hornet led her into an abandoned fox's den.

She leaned against him and limped, her ears back.

He trotted back over to her and let her lean on him, now leading her towards his home.

She rolled into her stomach and stood on shaky legs.

Unaffected, he waited patiently.

She kept rolling in attempts to get the other toms' scents off her, not realizing she was giving him a full view of her pussy.

Finishing up, he sat up and watched her.

She found a good fern and started to roll in it, completely forgetting about the cum still inside her, which would make it deep into her womb as she rolled.

He started to do that.

"Okay" She mewed softly.

"Well, rolling in strong-scented ferns would be the easiest," he said.

"How?" She asked softly.

Patiently, he helped her walk until they were out of sight then stopped. "We need to disguise our scents in case they search for you."

She limped and walked awkwardly while leaning against him, looking back toward where her clan was.

He stood up and let her lean on him, starting to lead her away from the border.

"I don't know how far I can go, but I'll try" She mewed softly, standing on shaky legs.

His eyes brightened. "Really? Great! Do you want to get going now?"

"Okay... I'll go with you" She mewed quietly.

He took it as an invitation and pressed against her comfortingly.

She was hesitant and she moved a bit closer to him, her ears drooped a bit.

He nudged her. "Yes you are. At least to me."

Her ears drooped and she felt her cheeks grow warm, "Why would you think that? I'm not cute" She murmured softly.

"Oh. I said you were cute." He tipped his head to the side.

"Before you said that it was the right thing to do" She said.

He blinked at her. "What?"