Get In My Swamp

by G.M. Fairy

I want to touch every part of her. I want to place my lips on her. I imagine her skin tastes like honey. It looks like honey. I don’t want to eat it, just taste. Taste every part of her.

“Alright, well, just try to get a good night's sleep. We’ll have a big day ahead of us tomorrow.”

Touch her and die.”

I think the feminist gods will forgive me if I use a little seduction to get out of the clutches of an ogre. Fuck that guy. Operation Pussy-Trap, commence.

I want her to beg for it.

I want her to moan my name as I’m deep inside of her.

She doesn’t seem like the type of girl to swoon over such basic decencies, such as not eating her, but maybe my good buddy Stockholm will help me out.

This is Operation Pussy-Trap, not Operation Stockholm Syndrome!

My instinct tells me to mark her, to fill her with my seed, but I want to make her want it.

“You have two options. I can either let you go, or you can let me spread your legs open and lick your pussy until you’re begging me to fuck you.”

I’ve never been impaled by a monster dick before. It was top-notch, but yeah, I’m going to be sore.”

How about you feed me this dick,

💀🤣 why did I hear this in Erin’s voice 🤭

I couldn’t wait another second for you to open that door. I can smell your arousal, Liona. If I don’t have my cock buried deep inside of you in the next five minutes, I think I might die.”

Dead…who writes this shit?!! 🤣🤣🤣