Samantha masturbating

As you approach, you hear a yell. Panicking, you drop the deer and rush into the cave to find a naked red head with her legs widely spread as she uses her fingers to rub her clit, another one pinching her erect nipples. You glance around, taking in the noticeable lack of a fire or any signs that she collected any food. Who the fuck does this bitch think she is.

You growl and knock her over. She yelps and looks at you with lust-glazed eyes before realizing who you are. Furiously blushing, she glares at you. Normally, you'd embarrass her, but you're tired, hungry, and irritated. "Get out." You hiss.

She stares at you. "What? You're not going to..." she looks down at herself.

You cruelly laugh. "No one wants to see you masturbating, Ms. Better-than-the-heavens. Here, you're just like the rest of us... well maybe a bit weaker." Her eyes flash and she leaps forward, her fingernails poised to scratch our your eyeball.

You grin and hold both of her hands while lift her up by her ass. You dick twitches as you feel how almost her entire ass is wet from her juices. She seems shocked. "How are you so strong?" she stutters. You enjoy the brief praise of your masculinity. You drop her and watch as she walks towards the deer. For once, you ignore her wide hips, dangerously narrow waist and eye-catching mammaries that gave her an undeniable hourglass-like figure. The gap between her toned thighs was wide enough to make her walk a natural hip-swaying gait that caused her plump rump and marshmallow-like boob-flesh to jiggle enticingly with every step. It was a body that truly fulfilled a purpose - to enflame the lusts of men.

As she looks toward you, you tell her, "set up the fire with that wood and cook the deer since you didn't do anything else, bitch." She kicks the meat you spent so much effort to hunt and screams as blood squirts out of its wounds. It would have been amusing... if you hadn't been hungry, tired, and irritated. Despite how enticing her ass looks, you were not willing to be her ****.

You look at the ground, "Get out."

She smirks, "So you can't resist looking at my body? I can see your erect dick..."

You strip your pants, thanking your qi technique for providing greater control over your rod. She gasps when she realizes you're not even hard. Inwardly you're pleased with her reaction and decide maybe the sex-fiend cultivation technique's control and enlargement of your member wasn't so bad after all. You walk up to her, and she shivers in some combination of lust, fear, and excitement. "Get out of my sight."

Her breasts rise and fall and her eyes twitch as if she can't believe she was just rejected. Flushing from the humiliation, she walks out of the cave. You sneak a glance at her pert ass and the glimmering trickle of her juices snaking down her leg.