Chapter 12. The Trick

"Oh, you want this? Fuck! Get ready, because you can not walk after this!" I yelled as I continued to thrust her.

Go in and out. I could not remember how many times I pushed her tiny body with my huge, hungry anaconda. All I know is that I am enjoying this feeling. It’s surreal and really gives me a feeling that makes me crave more. Fuck! I am so lucky to have this human body and enjoy it.

“F-Faster!” Irish exclaimed right in the middle of my thrust.

She is bending over, and I am standing on her back. This is what is called a dogstyle. But to make it more interesting, I grabbed both of her hands like a cowboy. I am sure that she is losing her mind because she can feel the length and girth of my anaconda. She is enjoying it, for sure. She can’t deny it. Her moans say it all.

"Please go faster," Irish begged. This made me raise my hand and tighten my grip on her hands for support before going much faster.

“Your wish is my command.”

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