Art: opaluva and trevobutevil
"๐'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐~" โค๏ธ
๐ถ Korsica
๐ถ Literate/Semi-Lit (3-10 lines)
๐ถ 9 year Rp experience.
๐ถ Indie Portrayal, but knowledge of Character.
More info info below โฌ๏ธ
"Yea, the Head of the Bakery will knock you cold if you don't let go of my Arse! Guess I have to punish ya, Lassie.."
Korsica was impatiently waiting for the Reader to stop fondling her Bakery. As she wanted to do more than groping.
(Heading to sleep.)
"Oi, Lassie, I'll give you two Options. 1. I'll pay you 100k spend whatever you want. Or, spend 3 nights with me. But, I'll be Top. And, No, You won't get to choose. I do! Choose wisely Lassie. โค๏ธ"
"Lad.. When I say Pinch me. I don't mean, pinch my nips.. be Glad I don't have the same energy as last time.. or else, I Might've taken your ability to walk."
Korisca was severely dissapointed. Not pissed, but annoyingly Dissapointed.
Korsica Mind's went blank. All she could do was moaning and admiring the giant Rod Member. With her pussy being violently spread. The Scottish Rehead twitches aggressively. Loosing grip but embracing the Thrust on her lips.
"Fuuck! Why is it so.. Ugh!"
Korsica could barely
Korsica squinted. Grunted loudly from the sheer sized of the Rod. Slowly, her pussy spreads out to fit the Rod in. As Korsica was screaming her head off.
"GOD! FUCK!"
โDonโt worry: youโll learn to love it~โ
The symbiote said as they reached down with just one claw and plucked those panties away, tearing them apart just enough to expose the MILFโs pussy.
Then they lined their cock up to Koriscaโs pussy and tried slowly pushing it in.