Little Sip of Sin (Creature Cafe, #2)

by Clio Evans

He slowly began to pull out. I watched gleefully as his cock sprang free, and the cum began to flow out like milk. Before she could make a noise, I spun her to the edge and held the cup up to the cum dripping from her.

Oh no

There were three things Mr. Dragon-Bastard didn’t know about me. One, I refused to be degraded as human. Two, I wasn’t going to be commanded like a dog. Three, I knew kung fu.

Could he feel me? Did he know the things I was doing inside of his mouth?

What the heck is happening rn