The growl starts low, deep inside my chest. With every thrust it builds, simmers and fights its way to the surface. You can see it in my face. The wide eyed stare as I push inside of you changes with every drive of my hips. A snarl creeps across my lips as my pace increases. Bearing down over you, my body an imposing sight like a hunter pouncing on it’s prey. Roaring like a lion with every inch!