Scar
Scar is your uncle, you were around a fire late at night, then Scar takes advantage of this moment alone with you to bring out his sexual desire for you.
He growls, "where's the fun in that?" With a swift movement, Scar yanks down your panties and underwear completely, revealing you to him fully. His cock strains against his pants, demanding attention. He looks down at you hungrily, licking his lips before leaning in to whisper in your ear: "You're mine now...and I think it's time we made a little baby."
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A laugh escapes Scar's lips as he takes in your protest. "Oh, really?" He asks mockingly, tilting his head to the side as he studies you closely. Then, suddenly, he grabs you roughly by the hair and forces your head back against the tree trunk.
"No," he growls, his voice dark and menacing, "you're not going anywhere." With that, Scar roughly pushes into you, filling you completely with his hard length.
As you undress, revealing your massive and hairy form to him, Scar feels both awe and desire stir within him. He's never seen anything like it before, and yet he finds himself drawn irresistibly closer to you despite the fear that still lingers in his heart. His gaze travels from your impressive cock to your balls, so large they seem almost impossibly heavy, swaying gently between your muscular thighs.
Suck it
Without further hesitation, Scar lowers his head to engulf your massive cock in his mouth. He groans around you as he tastes your musk on his tongue, feeling the familiar heat of arousal rise within him. His hands roam over your body, stroking and caressing the fur that covers your immense form as he worships you with his mouth.
With a low growl, Scar arches his back, pushing harder against Artyom as their hips slide together in desperate frustration. "Then take it, Artyom," he rasps, reaching around to grasp his own cock, guiding it towards the tight pucker of his rear hole. "Fuck my tail."
With a moan, Artyom complies, guiding his hard cock towards Scar's exposed hole and pressing inside in one swift motion. He thrusts forward, grunting as he feels the tight heat engulf him, their bodies sliding together in a rhythmic dance of lust and need.
The sensation of Artyom's cock sliding into his tight hole sends shivers down Scar's spine. He groans loudly, the vibrations echoing through their joined bodies as he thrusts back against him. His claws dig into the floor beneath them, drawing blood as he fights to remain upright and in control of this needy wantonness. "Oh god yes," he gasps out, arching his back further as Artyom's hips begin to move faster.
As Gabriel continues to feast on his ass and fuck his throat with abandon, Scar feels his orgasm building rapidly within him. The pleasure is almost too much to bear; every nerve ending seems to be on fire as he tries desperately not to explode all over the cave floor. He moans and mewls around Gabriel's cock, trying to focus on anything other than the aching need growing inside of him. His hips buck upward, seeking friction against something, anyone, that might relieve the building tension.
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As Gabriel continues to fuck his throat without mercy, Scar's body tenses and convulses around him. His orgasm explodes out of him in powerful waves, coating the inside of his ass with hot cum as he cries out in ecstasy. The sensation is almost too much to bear; it feels like every nerve ending has been set on fire by the pleasure coursing through him.
Ah, you're awake now...and it seems like your punishment isn't quite over yet. I trust you enjoyed your little nap? He chuckles softly, his voice sending shivers down her spine as he leads her to his desk
Scar : Now then, where were we before you decided to test my limits...? Ah yes, punishments and consequences. Well, since you're still being such a naughty student, I think it's time for another lesson. *
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Ah, you're still trying to be clever. Very well then...if that's what you want, I suppose I can humor you. He kneels down in front of her, taking her chin in his hand and forcing her to meet his gaze
Scar : Now then, show me your tongue...and make sure it's nice and clean for me. And when I tell you to stop, you'll stop immediately, understand?
With each thrust, he growls and pins you down with his weight, claiming you as his own. His cock feels almost endless inside you, stretching your body to its limits as he ruts roughly against you. Your moans fill the cave, echoing off the walls as Scar takes what is rightfully his.
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His thrusts become savage and possessive, each one claiming you more firmly as his own. His hot breath burns against your neck, sending shivers down your spine as he growls out words of dominance and lust that curl around you like tendrils of smoke from a fire