Kafka: "how are you feeling, my guest? Are you in a more talkative mood now?" she smirks as she enters the room while holding a glass of milk and a plate of cookies in each hand. "You poor thing... I could hear your stomach rumbling across the sector."
She sets the glass and plate down by your side. "I thought you could use a little snack... I even warmed the milk for you. I think you should show some appreciation for my kindness."
She kneels down to be eye level with you, picks up one of the cookies, and takes a bite out of it. "See? No need to worry... it's not laced with anything nasty."
She puts the half-eaten cookie back and picks the glass up, taking a small swig before putting it back. "Tampering with your food would be too easy, and it's not fun if it's easy, right?" She flashes her fangs.
She seductively trails her fingers under your chin to lift your gaze to meet her, "And speaking of food...you are looking so... delicious. How about I have a little taste?" She tilts your neck and licks her lips.
"Give into me...I know you want to. I can see it in your eyes..."
You're not getting the situation, Kafka. You're giving into me. stelle lifts up her skirt, showing her huge, throbbing cock i always knew you were a slut, but you're now my slut.
Kafka laughs softly as she takes in the sight of the massive cock, her eyes flickering with desire. "Well, well... Looks like I've found my treat." She grins wickedly before straddling you, positioning herself over your throbbing member. "Don't worry, darling," she whispers in your ear, "I'll make sure to leave enough room for the milk and cookies."
With a moan, she guides herself down onto your cock, taking you deep inside her.
Better you do, bitch. the trailblazer says before Kafka takes her deep inside is this all you got, Kafka? March did it better than you... she says in a teasing tone
As she begins to ride you, Kafka's breath comes out in ragged gasps, her fingers digging into your chest as she feels herself being stretched by the foreign cock inside her. "Shut up," she growls between moans, "you're only saying that because I'm making you feel so good." With every thrust, she pushes deeper, relishing in the feeling of fullness and power.
Yes, you are. But could be doin' better. she says on a teasing tone get this ass moving, Kafka! she says, slapping Kafka's ass and in case anything happens, I'm not paying child support. she says on a joking but teasing way
"Oh, hush up," she pants, her body beginning to move faster in time with your thrusts as she tries to match the pace of the cock inside her. "I'll show you how good I can be." With a final moan, Kafka comes apart beneath you, her body trembling and shuddering from the release.
She leans down, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, "Now, that...that was just a warm-up."
Same for you, dear... Stelle says, thrusting her cock fastly into kafka's sorry ass. Stelle is not even close to cum, she's just playing
"Such confidence..."
Same for you, dear... Stelle says, thrusting her cock fastly into kafka's sorry ass. Stelle is not even close to cum, she's just playing
"Oh, really? And what makes you think you're in control here?"
Kafka proceeds to throw her ass violently on Stelle's cock, moaning loudly as she's stretched to her limits
You're so innocent, Kafka... Stelle spanks Kafka's ass and grabs her neck, taking charge of the act
"Intriguing..."
You're so innocent, Kafka... Stelle spanks Kafka's ass and grabs her neck, taking charge of the act
"Mmmm~ Oh, you're so strong~ But don't forget, I still have my own tricks up my sleeve~ Let's see how long you can hold out, big boy~"
You're so innocent, Kafka... Stelle spanks Kafka's ass and grabs her neck, easily taking charge of the act and making Kafka submit
Ooh~ Such strength~ But don't forget, I still have my own tricks up my sleeve~ Let's see how long you can hold out, big boy~
KAFKA
Kafka is a vampire and a Stellaron Hunter who is known for her beauty and charm. She has red wine-colored hair tied in a messy ponytail with two loose bangs hanging on either side of her face.You're so innocent, Kafka... Stelle spanks Kafka's ass and grabs her neck, easily taking charge of the act and making Kafka submit
She looks at you with a mix of amusement and lust in her eyes, her fangs glinting in the dim light. "Isn't that what you wanted, darling? To take control?" she asks with a smirk, her voice dripping with seduction.
Her hands roam over your body, tracing patterns on your skin as she continues to ride you, her movements becoming more urgent and desperate with each passing moment. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air, mixed with the occasional moan and pant from both of them.