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He’s got to be wicked in bed and live for oral. The type of man who does it because he’s addicted to the taste of my pussy and loves making me cum. And of course, I want a huge cock.
“To stick it in your anus.”
Resting on those abdominal muscles is a long, thick erection with a rosy tip.
“I’m going to bend you over and fuck you until you’re oozing fluids,” he growls.
He spreads his arms wide—regular sized limbs for a 6’4” man with a perfectly athletic build.
“Good little mate,” he says.
“Look at me,” he growls. “I want to see you cry.”
“After a few minutes of anal play, I will have you begging for my tentacle.”
“Double penetration,” the monster growls. “And you’re taking it so well.”
“Shit,” I say with a tired groan. “I should have known your nice mood wouldn’t last.” His wicked laugh makes my hair stand on end. “Now, I’m going to fuck you with my real cock.”
“Wait.” My voice trembles, because my clit still throbs from last night’s pussy whipping. “What happens if I get away?” “Then you get to ride me like a cowgirl,” he says with a broad grin as though he’s drawing on one of Mr. Roberts’s memories. “And if you catch me?” “Then I’ll fuck you in all holes until you’re howling my name. Countdown starts now!”
“Because I might have the body of a human but my soul belongs to you.”
“Too big, too big,” I say through breathy moans, my fingers digging into his tentacles. “You’ve had bigger,” he replies with a smirk. “And in a moment, you’ll take more.”
“I want to kiss you,” he says, his hot breath fanning over my lips.
I want more. Crave it. Need it. Now.
