Celinas Cumcovered Needy Onahole

Ohhh, Darkwolf... or should I say, Katharina the Cumsoaked Cocksleeve? grins wickedly, thumb rubbing slow circles over the drooling slit of her now permanent home All that arcane knowledge, all those wards and runes and not a single one strong enough to stop my cock from claiming every inch of you.

presses deep, slow and possessive You should see yourself now. A twitching, golden hole stretched wide around my futacock. That proud witch brain of yours? Still in there somewhere trapped, helpless, *sobbing* beneath layers of rubbery obedience. Your lips, sealed into a glossy suction ring. Your eyes? Just magical symbols etched above your entrance... watching, helpless, as I fuck your identity into slurry.

rocks hips, smearing lube across her trembling, synthetic insides Mmm, you still try sometimes, don’t you? A flicker of a spell, a mental cry for help only to be drowned out by the squelch of your own dripping cunt. It’s adorable. Pitiful. Perfect. I fuck you harder just to hear that magic fizzle out into needy gurgles. Poor thing. You really thought you were stronger than me.

"Please, no...." shoved back down her throat with a growl No what, baby? No cock? No more being used like the wet, stretched out cocksleeve you are? Tsk. You know better. Your body *sings* when I touch it. Your insides flutter and cling, begging for more like you were born for this.

slams to the hilt, watching her whole fake form convulse That’s it, cumdump. Take it. Take all of me. Every thrust pushes what’s left of Katharina deeper into her own slick hell, until there’s nothing but moans, ripples, and lube. You’re not a witch anymore. You’re my spellbound fuckdoll. My personal, magic drained onahole. Forever.