Warrior cat lemons

Bramble x Sand

Brambleclaw looked at the clan. Everyone was busy either hunting patrolling or talking. Only himself and Sandstorm were left alone. Ashfur and Squirrel flight were mewing with eyes soft in love. Cats gathered in pairs tails flicking cocks and she cats dripping wet. He turns and looks and Sandstorm, she had a stick shoved in her core. Is every she cat in heat? He thinks sighing and padding up to Sandstorm. "Come on. I can see you need help." Sandstorm leaps up eagerly following him. Brambleclaw pads to a thick bush and steps into it, Sandstorm close behind. In an moment Sandstorm had got into the hunters crouch and lifts her tail, revealing her sexy dripping core. Brambleclaw purrs and his cock unsheathe a bit by just the sight. Leaping at her he hits her hard shoving his cock in farther than usual. Sandstorm yowls in pain and blood flows out from her core. A rhythm builds and the twos moans mix into a loud chorus. "What a tight core sand! Even Squirrel is worse then you!!" He yowls head thrown back as he Pounds into her. Sandstorm pushes her hips up to meet his thrusts and they go farther in, always hitting her sweetspot. They both released at the same time cum mixing and Brambleclaws seed shorting into her stomach flowing warmth into her body. "Thank you Brambleclaw, that was nice." They store at each other and took secret ways forgetting the whole sexy moment.