When Spirits Call
Siren
08-20-2021, 06:32 PM
She was exquisite, her flavor a delicate wine on his tongue. Oxx reveled in every sound, every hitch of breath, every gasp and moan. Siren was so sweet and innocent and Oxx devoured that innocence. He stole it like the most clever of thieves. Every ounce of chastity that Siren may have held, he would take. After pleasure had taken the dainty dame, Oxx gently scooped her into his arms, depositing her on her stomach instead. He wanted her like this, the way that a man was supposed to claim a woman. Afterwards he had the notion to take her in other ways, but this was session two. Only session two. There would be more. Lots, lots more. He almost felt bad for the beauty splayed out beneath him. When he was done, he doubted she'd be able to walk. He'd waited too long for this to fuck her once and be done. Oxx had to dig his paws down into the black sand to even come remotely low enough to line his hips up with Siren's. She was so, so small. Her size in comparison to him made this extra sweet. With his body over hers, Oxx growled low into one pink and caramel ear as his paws hooked over her slender hips. He hoped that she was a virgin and that her pure exterior spoke true. Holding her tightly, he found out. -Fade once mo'- "Speech" |
Oxx is insanely mature and is prone to
violence,
sexual acts
and degradation of women.
Please don't read his threads.
violence,
sexual acts
and degradation of women.
Please don't read his threads.