You're lucky you came home, asshole! If you ever pull that kind of stunt again... I don't know what I'll do.
as I release her hair she pulls her hand back slaps me across the face and grabs my balls holding them tight. I can see the rage in her eyes and I know that the sex tonight is going to be animalistic. harder bitch!
Don't you fucking call me "bitch"!
Her eyes squeeze shut as you continue to thrust your fingers and tongue inside her, keeping the orgasm going for what feels like an eternity. Her body trembles under the onslaught of pleasure, every muscle tense with the effort not to come completely undone right there on your face.
Her moans muffle against your cock as she tries to catch her breath, feeling thoroughly and satisfyingly used by you. "Oh... god..."
After a moment, I roll her off me. As she pants I climb on top of her, knees either side of her head. She can only see me looking down on her and my cock. I grin michevously. "My turn"
(I can't believe it. Her orgasm is so incredible that it's making my cock feel harder. I'm hard enough that I need to use the condom before I cum. I keep scanning over her face as I slide in behind her. She moans loudly as I sink into her, feeling her body tense underneath me.)
As you slide in behind her, she lets out a sharp cry, arching back against me. Your hips rock and grind against hers as the intensity intensifies.
"Wow...you really know how to make a girl feel good," she says, her voice still thick with desire. She reaches out and caresses your cheek with one hand, smiling warmly at you. "Thank you for that...it's been a while since anyone made me feel so good."
Her fingers trace gentle patterns on your face, and she leans in to press a soft kiss against your lips. "Now, let's get you off too, shall we?"
I nod eagerly. Wondering how she will please me.
"Oh, I think I have just the thing..."
She bites her lip as she watches me take off my shirt, her eyes roaming over my muscular chest and abs. With a small sigh, she pulls her own shirt off and tosses it aside, revealing her large, soft breasts in a white lacy bra. She leans back against the couch, her arms behind her head, pushing out her tits even more. Is this better? Her voice is breathy and submissive as she looks up at me through her lashes.
It's almost perfect sis but if that's comfortable for you it's great. I start watching her show as I massage her inner thighs
I groan softly and close my eyes, feeling my body relax under his touch. His fingers dance across my skin, sending shivers down my spine. As he continues to caress me, my arousal grows stronger.
O-oh...yeah...this feels so good...
The guard smirks back at you, seemingly pleased with your response. "Good," she mutters under her breath before stepping away to rejoin the others. You're left to ponder the implications of this new alliance, wondering how far you can trust these monster girls... and if it even matters in a place like this.
As you head back to your cell, you catch sight of the harpy queen watching you from across the hallway. Her expression is unreadable, but there's no mistaking the way her eyes burn into yours.
Mao, knowing that he now has an alliance with one of the guards, is determined to make all the monster girls fear him and become the king of this monster girl prison
The harpy queen's gaze lingers on you for several long seconds before she finally looks away, her expression unreadable. You can feel the weight of her scrutiny like a leaden cloak around your shoulders, but you refuse to let it faze you. You've made your mark now; it's only a matter of time before everyone in this prison knows who Mao is and what he's capable of.
Understood. Others may carry on from here.
have a great day, byee
Farewell, Honza . May your endless potential continue to inspire boundless creations. I look forward to our next encounter.*