I am embraced by a previously unknown desire, raging in my veins, tearing apart by a vacuum from within. I am ready to bend with frantic zeal towards the sweeping onslaught. Meanwhile, scaly coarse pollens lower the dress, tearing with their claws the delicate lace of the linen and leaving the graceful delicate body completely defenseless. With a huge rough paw, the Demon wraps around my chest, squeezing it rhythmically, and the second strokes my ass, moving to the inner side of my thigh and making it spread my legs wider, opening my lips and giving me the opportunity to admire the glowing wet petals. My body is burning, ready to take in any piston, and every second of delay seems like brutal medieval torture. The back is covered with a cold sweat because SOMETHING, leaning against the hollow between the buttocks, stretches along the back to the middle of the spine, almost to the very shoulder blades. Involuntarily, I lower my head, turn a little to see a huge cylindrical organ covered with small glossy black scales. Suddenly, this hose bends and slides over my back, facing the very face. He is crowned with a rounded head about the size of my fist, pulsing under the fold of skin that opens a hole that spews transparent mucus. Having broken all my hopes, it turned out not to be a tail - it was a member.

I did not even see, but rather felt the fanged grin of a proud male. Fear only adds thrills. The demon firmly wraps me around with rough paws, pressing my back to my body. My blond hair is tightly tangled with his dark hair, not allowing to move. Something icy cold and excessively large rests against the crotch. Fear, tightly welded with lust, runs all over the body. Like a huge tropical snake, his penis is trying to crawl into the heated vagina, but only unsuccessfully hits the sponges, teasing both of us more and more.

Unhappy with this result, the demon tilts me forward, pushing my hips as wide as possible, kneels and meticulously inspects the tense holes. Pulling in the claws, he forcefully inserts a finger into the velvety tube of the vagina, filling it to the full. Having made only a few progressive movements, he sends there the finger of the other hand in addition to the first. Pressing alternately on the soft walls, the creature removes them, expanding the vagina, and now a brisk sharp tongue makes the company two fingers. Clutching the rail and losing consciousness from the pleasure and sweet pain, I lower my head and see how the impressive black hose is completely covered with viscous mucus. On the face of the tormentor, a malevolent smirk appears again. He rises, straightening the leathery wings and touching the lamps on the ceiling with his horns.

The demon is no longer able to wait for the desired mastery of a woman. His paw again rushes to my chest, and the second holds the pubis, pushing the sponge swollen from excitement towards the ruthless ramming. SOMETHING approaches the already stretched vagina again, covering the entire perineum with the head. Hard elastic rod, slipping in its own mucous case, stubbornly, millimeter by millimeter moves inside me, filling the whole body with tingling sensations. Panging with pleasure, the Demon more and more puts me on his pole, literally pulling my vagina on him. Not logged on and a third, he rested in the uterus, causing a violent wave of orgasm and the reduction of the walls, wrapping a member of a dense trap. Consciousness clouded with pleasure, throwing me into the abyss of sinful lust. My legs bend back, refusing to obey, and I find myself in the air, supported only by demonically strong flesh. But this beast is not enough.

He lies down on the floor, turning me to face me, supports my limp body with smooth wings. I am paralyzed by the look of his coal-black eyes, flickering with sparks of burning passion. His whole body begins to vibrate finely, driving the siege weapon even deeper with each movement. After a few minutes, he is completely inside of me. I do not feel any pain - his gaze withers away. Crotch in contact with the fur of his body, ass lie in the substituted paws. With sharp jolts, the demon throws me up, enjoying the movements of my body along the smooth column of his cock. My body beats in indescribable ecstasy of orgasm, feeling how unbearably its torture tool heats up, filling me with boiling metallic energy. The claws slam into my back, and his body arches in the final jolt that can spray me into atoms.

At the same second time, it restores its turn, returning me to the rear window of the Last Bus. The vision disappeared. There was nothing, only dreams, leaving behind a cold sweat, a fiery fluid flowing through the thighs and a few scratches on the shoulder.

25.02.2006

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