A Sweet Little Creature

Janet barely has time to think of a new name for himself. The wind that shakes the door hard until it jams reveals another dark room for our hero.

Inn it, a strong scent of vagina prevails and Jane...Jerome, doped with masculinity and lust, is unable to resist. to the call of nature.

Attached to a chair tied by ropes and rubber bands, with her mouth closed by a cloth, a girl drips liters of fluid through her light blue pants.

The caring and compassionate Janet still inside Jerome (Yeah, Jerome, what a hell is Janet?) begs him not to go ahead and save the poor creature but the dominating bull's body only sees the need to impregnate.

The light of the dawning day, however, hits the girl's face at the exact moment when Janet/Jerome removes the gag from the sweet creature's mouth:

• Please stop, I'm not who you think!!!!

She was thin as a stick, with round glasses and pimples scattered across her pale face. Her beautiful firm, C-sized breasts were graceful as were her small feet.