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She runs from me, but now that I’ve got her scent, she will never be able to hide.
He. Is. Headless.
Stop moving, little mortal. I do not wish to punish you. Just obey me. Oh, absolutely not.
He wraps the same arm that was keeping me pinned down a moment ago, around my waist, pulling me as close to his body as he can.
He may not be endowed with a head but he clearly makes up for it in…other departments.
Out of all the things I would’ve guessed this malevolent presence (that evidently has been plaguing our town for centuries) would want to do with me, getting it on would’ve been very low on the list.
He must (somehow) notice (seriously, how? He doesn’t have eyes, just a freaking pumpkin head) my realization.
He releases my hands only to scoop me up, throwing me over his shoulder.
He spanks me. Hard.
An eight-foot-tall man clad all in black, muscles so big that his clothes stretch taut across his body, and nothing but that goddamn pumpkin on his shoulders.
Fear can turn to love.”
“Mmm, yes, Arletta. I will make you mine. I knew it from the very first moment I sensed
“Give in to me, Arletta,” he says. “Just obey me. It will free you.”
I remain seated, tits out, before The Headless Horseman.
Weirdest Halloween yet, that’s for sure.
“Claim you.” “Oh. By having sex I assume?”
I’m aroused by a monster from legend. Figures.
“I have every intention of fucking you relentlessly tonight.”
He begins to pump his fingers in and out of me, fucking me with his hand.
He has the biggest cock I have ever seen.
“Try that again, my sweet thing.” “Please make me come, Master.” “Good girl.”
I can sense his sensual smile (that only exists in theory)
I begin to move back and forth, riding him like he’s my very own valiant steed.
I arch my back and cry out as he begins to fuck me with his tongue, flicking and biting at my clit with every other swipe. I really do prefer him with a head, I must admit.