<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/8/86/Dallas_DevilLord.jpg/539px-Dallas_DevilLord.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><br/><br/>Her breasts were wonderous. In a single cut with a talon, her globes finally escaped -- spilling from the confines of her silken dress prison. His hands snapped back to feel her up, squeezing both tits at once as he thrusted upward. He remained deep, with quick prods with his rod into the depths of her tight star. A practical, perfectly sealed vacuum around his phallus. Meanwhile, the tentacle deep in her cunt pressed her cervix -- leaking spurts of pre-cum blending with her fluids. Even more aggressive was the tendril down her throat. <em>Shhuk-shuuk-shurlk</em> Lightning speed lunges and dives down her throat, now dripping pre-cum. The hoses were ready to burst and drown this bunny bitch in a sea of cum-flavored streams. Anything to challenge her gag reflex and make her eyes shoot wide open, irises tight from shock...<br/><br/>Until he felt the power receding once more. <br/><br/><em>Fuck... you!</em> Drath'tor echoed with frustration. It was as much to his cock sleeve as it was to the form's flaw itself. Kuro couldn't last long enough to complete the task. In moments it would fade again. <br/>  <br/><br/></span><hr/>Pleasure Roll (Anal): 1d20=<strong>8</strong><br/>