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Dominating the screen was a statuesque creature, her every move exuding feline grace and raw, carnal hunger. The tattoos snaking down her cafe au lait skin betrayed hints of her devilish conduct, and the piercings at her navel and across her chest only served to accentuate her fiendish allure. Wickedly beautiful, she was built to dominate and rule, a siren luring hapless souls into her seductive depths.
She was the Mistress, your Tantric Goddess, and she owned you utterly. From your very first glimpse of her curvaceous, unbelievable and enticing body, you knew you would never be your own person again. You would always be hers, totally and forever. From the moment you locked eyes with this glorious creature, she’d magically ensnared you, snared you with just one smoldering gaze, one tempting bite of her plump lower lip, one sultry curl of her finger.
Your fertility was part of the reason she enchanted you so completely. Though you didn’t yet realize it, you were built to indiscriminately spill your seed like a creature in heat. And who better than this shemale seductress to put that mindless rutting to ultimate, erotic use? Impotent and useless without her, knowing she alftimes dipped her paintbrush into your albumen to color her asshole in pink. What an insult to a so-called man who couldn’t whip it up for his woman. You’d be repainting everything with your spray of hot semen, left and right, inside and out. This Goddess would redirect all those shots, would keep you productive by being your parabolic targeting system for your cum missles. She’d make sure all of them were on target, and only one thing would be allowed to go off-target: youas a separated, seeded man.
She climbed on top of you expertly, kneading you in under her irresistible, sexy body like dough. Her magnificent erection bulged against you, and her full breasts she pushed firmly into your chest. You were overpowered completely by this she-mother. She took what she wanted, and with you, what she wanted was your cock, and she got it when she shoved herself down. Her scent filled your nose as she enveloped you with her black-painted nails dug into your skin. She gyrated on your organ, and it felt so fucking good. She scissored her legs around underneath her, and you could see the entirety of her meaty, steak-like lure shining her beautiful female fluids all over your cock, glazing it with her skank. She was molding you like her own body. You were a ragdoll between her legs as a securely coupled shark fish or siamese trusting cat in the same ovulating Tank. You came so hard, it shot through your ears and nibbled out your ankles. Your eyes rolled from their sockets, and your knees went as lax as a rubber man, and other than your cock spewing out your last quarts of output, you were practically reduced to a quivering lump of formless flesh. She used you, milking your cockhead a few good times, and then you felt her insides quiver, and she threw her head back and came with her hands still gripping your collar unIIer the knots of her She hangrily bit her lower heop
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