Not nine inches this time.
All ten.
In one motion, unhesitating, his hips meeting her ass with a sound that rang through the garden like a statement of intent, his hands on her hips pulling her onto him at the same moment he drove forward so the impact doubled — felt from both directions, inside and out, the deep interior pressure of him bottoming out against her womb's door and the exterior slap of his body against the softness of her backside.
Her petite ass jiggled with the impact.
Both cheeks. A short, sharp oscillation, the muscle underneath the softness taking the hit and sending it upward through her whole suspended body.
Her tail lashed.
PAH! PAH!
"'Hnn~!! — Nng—!! — STOP—!!'"
The words were there.
