Safari zone

You glance ahead and see a savanne-like area. You decide to enter. Inside a naked, massive, 6 foot 5 rhino is lifting weights. His muscular torso is glistening with oil, spreading a virile aroma that arouses you. His arms and legs are as big as tree trunks, and with each movement his biceps bulge. Underneath his chiseled sixpack his kneelength cock and baseball-sized balls are dangling from side to side, slamming his thighs with wet slaps. His whole body is soaked with perspiration, and you almost drool when you watch a drop fall from the tip of his dick. It falls silently on the dusty ground, leaving no trace.

When you lift your eyes, you're caught in his steely gaze. He stopped working out and decides to approach you. As he is nearing, you see the oil on his skin is laced with a fine layer of sand, adding to the golden shine the oil gives to his silver-steel skin. In his movements, every part of him flexes and relaxes with beastial efficiency. He is now so close you can hear and feel his warm, deep breath. His scent is so overpowering that you almost swoon with desire. Suddenly in front of you, he rips of your clothes, grabs your body and presses it against him.

The heat from his being permeates you as you feel his pulse beating powerful, slow strokes. His arms are wrapped around you, hugging you tightly but comfortably and making you slick with the dirty mix of oil, sweat and sand he's covered in. Supporting you with his right arm, he lifts you up and makes you wrap your legs around his rock hard ass. With his left hand, he opens your mouth by squeezing your jaw. Before you can make a sound, he spits in your mouth and starts french kissing you, running his hand through your hair. After a minute of this, he says: "Hi, my name is Rod. Wanna be my bitch?"