Even more of the massive she-cock

Your eyes flutter open from the afterglow of the massive orgasm that rocked your body. The warm she-spunk enveloping your body lulls you into a false sense of security as the chaotic events of the last few minutes slowly drift out of your mind. That all comes to an end though as the creaking of wood sends you crashing back to reality.

In front of you, the room-filling cock THRUSTS forward erratically, drawing ever closer and closer to your prone form. Gallon upon gallon of cum spills out of her person-sized cock-slit. Nothing halts its progress, your furniture and bookshelves either knocked over and trampled by an errant thrust, or simply squished between the remaining frame of your hallway and the untold feet of milky-white cockflesh. If anything, violating your hallway like this is just all the more pleasurable for your massively endowed sex-bot as you hear her moan in pleasure.

Again, you react a little too late to the events unfolding before you. You unsuccessfully try and stand up, knees wobbling from trying to maintain your balance on the the slick semen-coated floor. At that very moment, her cock SURGES forward again, pinning you to the wall like a bug. Your senses are completely overwhelmed - up until now you hadn't really touched this pillar of masculinity except accidentally. There was no denying what you were seeing, what you were feeling. Even with your arms and legs stretched out, you can't grab much except handful after handful of warm, pillow-like flesh.

Another giggle rumbles through the house.

"Ooh... I like what you're doing, my pet." she moans. The entire 12 foot length of her cock throbs in agreement, causing your house to groan in response. "I love feeling your weak, insignificant body squirm against my huge cock."

The semen pouring from her cock seems to increase in flow at this point. You've been so thoroughly soaked in it you can barely form a coherent thought. You rub your entire body against whatever warm bit of flesh you can grab. The scent of her musk is driving you mad with lust. You buck yourself against her cockhead, rubbing your own insignificant penis against every possible inch of hers.

You cum again, and again, more than you ever have in the past. A thick rope of your jizz lands on her cock - a relative drop in the ocean compared to her output.

Another building-shaking throb courses along the length of her cock. Another teasing giggle fills the air.

"I'm glad you like me too, but you know... you're being really unfair. How many times have you cum now? 2? 3? You really ought to think of others you know! I haven't even gotten hard yet..."

The words hit you like a ton of bricks.

"Not hard? What is she...?"

You instantly remember the exact words you used when describing her endowments:

House-sized

Another ominous rumble rattles through your home. Her cock throbs as untold gallons of blood rush through the network of veins supporting her mighty dick.

"And you better help me get off soon... or I may have to take things into my own hands, my little pet."