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The fog’s Mist tentacles swirled and playfully danced around, pulling Bobby’s hands. He felt his cock twitch and swell. Pulling the dress down a little she felt it pull on her breasts. Smiling with both fangs she lunged. She felt each pulse travel the length of his cock as she held on. Satan, it’s longer than my arm, she thought. Saving herself she threw both her hands to her breasts and tweaked her nipples, claws intertwining with the hoops. Its flow was almost as quick as his cum had been. His helmet landed in a far chair. Her muscles; all pulling, all tightening, on and around his shaft. At the apex of her lunge, he stiffened and roared. With care she prevented nicks, only wanting to savor the moment. Nestling herself between his chest and right arm, his muscles holding her close. Pressing on the black iron latch.