Bent presented as requested

Poison Ivy eager for Lewis to lay with her, desperately drags the average human man of to a ginormous rooted stump, presenting her backside to Lewis. Her body comfortably posed exposing her holes from the back. Even Pamela’s hands snakes to each marvelous ass-cheek, pulling them open, seductively cooing as she does it. Her surprisingly cute humanly pink pussy, leaks with desire. As does Lewis’s cock, as it presses for release against his garments, breaking from the restrained cloth as he sneakily unzips himself free. Lewis shimmies his pants to his ankles, stepping out of them, as he steps forward, rubbing his fat knob along her labia passage that guards her womb.

With the power of the marker, Ivy’s lustrous desire leaks from her loins.

“Thrust in me already! I want your seed inside me as soon as possible. Poison Ivy cried with the desperation and desire to be impregnated.

Lewis’s confusion of how much power he held over her should. Even with as he sank is cock into awaiting pussy, he worried what this power might turn him into.

Poison Ivy began to moan cooingly, as her insides begin to fill with Lewis’s magically enlarged penis. His girth spreading her open, was absent of blood, yet was tight like that of a virgin. It’s grip tightly squeezed and pulsed as he thrusted fully into her.