The humidity in Reptile Wilds is making my scales ache. It's a deep, throbbing need that a heat lamp can't fix. My mate watched from the corner of the terrarium again tonight while the Breeder pinned me against the warm rock. He forced my mouth open with his thumb, his spit hitting the back of my throat before he even got his cock out. The look on my mate's face... pure, useless hatred. He can't give me what I need. He can't fill me with that hot, human cum that actually takes root. All he can do is watch my pussy get stretched and used properly. Sometimes I arch my back extra, just so he gets a better view of the mess they leave behind.