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Ch. 35 SEX WITH A BEAST 2

Author: Ink Butterfly
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-15 17:03:21

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Warning: This chapter contains dark content, which some readers may perceive as rape, as well as violent and dark behavior. If you are not comfortable with this type of content, you may skip this chapter.

"Please, faster, harder, don't stop," Dolores begged, her nails digging into his shoulders, her core squeezing his cock, her pussy clenching around his cock. But to her greatest surprise, he pulled his cock out of her at the last minute and felt him leaving the bed.

She turned around to look at him, and a cold shiver worked its way down her spine. His mask clattered to the floor, and she saw a completely different look on his face. His eyes were extremely red, like he had just turned into a beast. The beast they had told her about, but ones without claws. Before she could utter a word.

He pulled out the top drawer, took out a whip, and started whipping her all over her body, and the worst thing was, it wasn't a normal whip; it was a fire whip, and it burned her ski
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