It inserted its dick inch by inch into her mouth, filling the entire circumference of her open lips. Her eyes watered as it slid into her throat, its massive shaft violating her oral cavity.
The creature retracted its cock slowly so she felt every inch of it sliding out of her throat. Even her gag reflex was frozen, but she could feel it pushing her uvula aside.
When the entire shaft was out and she was allowed to take a breath, the creature grabbed her by the hair and yanked her up onto its cock.
The bit of pain sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body, bringing her closer to an orgasm building out of psychological terror alone.
She could taste his cock as it slid in and out of her: like fresh blackberries. Confused by the oddly pleasant taste in such a vile creature, she nearly forgot about how terrifying he was, and he noticed. It stopped mid thrust into her mourth from the side, a fistfull of her hair curled in its shadowy palm.
What would it do to her if she found out she was enjoying this? The delectable terror she felt at the idea of him using her while she was frozen made her feel even more hot and gooey on the inside.
As if the creature knew what she was thinking, which given how loudly she thought things was likely, it let her hair go and her torso flopped back into the shadows of the bed.
It shot a hand down to her pussy and stuck three whole fingers into her without warning, the suddens stretching so tantilizingly painful that a tear slid down her cheek, mouth still open from the creature abusing her face.
It curled the three fingers inside her, then extracted them to put them into her view. Its mouth opened and another whail echoed through the room at the sheer volume of pussy juice coating its hand. There was so much that little ropes hung from finger to finger.
