<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/Mattie_Woods.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Mattie Woods</strong><br/><br/>https://docs.google.com/document/d/1LkbwDqrWPPo76gruB3Km7FpOnz3AT0jqQ-HoAZXMJfQ/edit?usp=sharing (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1LkbwDqrWPPo76gruB3Km7FpOnz3AT0jqQ-HoAZXMJfQ/edit?usp=sharing)<br/><em>Bennies 4<br/>Parry 6<br/>Toughness 5<br/>Wounds 0</em><br/><br/>With the combination of cum filling her throat and mouth, spurt after spurt, and the cold rod slamming into her tight channel, Mattie trembled and her body exploded around the fish man, her walls contracting and milking the last of his cold seed dripping between her thighs.  Her mouth sucked  John dry and she continued licking his flesh of every last drop of his seed that she could.  She finally stilled beneath him, her body trembling from the aftershocks of her surprised pleasure. Her eyes followed him in surprise as he rolled off of her, and she gasped, realizing what she'd just done.  She trembled and looked between her thighs at the fish man, her eyes widening in fear.  What the hell?