Sour Diesel
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- Joined
- Jan 27, 2022
The girl grabbed him by the hair and pulled his face up. Her eyes were glowing like swirling pools of lava. He could see her fangs scowling and black tattoos covering the outer frame of her face, down her arms.
“Fuck. Me. Now, Zor.” She spoke many octaves deeper than he expected. She was done saying please. He saw what boiling a demon girl’s blood could do. He had to give her some relief by pounding her pussy until sunrise.
“Fuck. Me. Now, Zor.” She spoke many octaves deeper than he expected. She was done saying please. He saw what boiling a demon girl’s blood could do. He had to give her some relief by pounding her pussy until sunrise.