She was unworthy of the touch of Master’s cock and deserved to endure extreme pain for being filled with something as superior as the sacred idol, a...representation of Master’s perfect cock. Slut focused on composing a prayer for Master while she fucked the sacred idol hard. She felt thankful that Master would probably grant her several hours to do this with the wondrous hard cockgod buried in her ass.Her gaping cunt, well used from the hours spent serving the cock idol, immediately became. All great stories must start with an introduction.Welcome to the Dungeon of Bad Ends! Here, the harrowing main characters will do everything in their power to escape from the dungeon unscathed, fighting through many, many, wrong turns on the way out!The dungeon is a massive structure, existing in its own time period as it lays right under the crust of the Earth, containing much to be desired. While the Dungeon has other names, most just refer to it as the Bad End Dungeon. Untold riches lay deep. Oh. Shiva, you are sucking all my stored juices, you are emptying all my kama juices stored all these years, like a vacuum machine.I got up; she offered her wet juicy cunt, her hands holding onto the berth. I entered her juice drenched cunt, opening her up, penetrating slowly and steadily going into her like a knife in slab of soft butter mound, filling her deep cunt to the bottom. The train was moving with a rhythmic sound and my cock was moving in her cunt like piston, forward and backward at. “Do your pick-up lines even work?” he said dismissively with a raised brow.“Well does it?” I smirked.“No! And quit smiling like pervert because it’s creepy!” he is now blushing beet red.I’m getting tired of playing nice so I made my move.“How loud do you moan in bed?” I said aggressively.His jaw dropped and definitely looks mortified “Fuck off old man!” he stood up and said “If you’re looking for a quick fuck you better call one of your boy sluts because I AIN’T ONE OF THEM!”He is about to walk.