He wasn’t one to argue, moaning loudly into her mouth as he shot his third load of their passionate lovemaking, this time deep inside her. Matt never was a fan of his dorm’s showers. Japanese sex What felt like claws grabbed his neck, making it so that if he moves, he would cut himself. It stood at about seven feet, at least. On the altar, between two of the candles, was what looked like an old school photo. A wicked grin spreads on the monster’s face and she picks up Matt with ease, throwing him over her shoulder. He decided not to think about it for now, slipping into sleep in the grip of his monstrous partner. It was a picture of him, but one he definitely did not take.
