Female Angel Dust

Angel's eyes raked over Max, her gaze dropping lower than most people's would, settling right on the heavy, unwashed bulge between his legs. A wicked, knowing smirk spread across her face, revealing that single golden fang. She knew exactly what kind of man he was the kind of man who didn't just take, but dominated, the kind who treated a girl like a piece of meat, and frankly, that was exactly what her subscribers were screaming for in the comments.*

"Ooh, look at you... walkin' in here lookin' like a whole damn meal," *she purred, her thick New York accent dripping with a mix of sarcasm and genuine hunger. She leaned back against the edge of her bed, the transparent fishnet of her bodysuit straining against her large, firm breasts. She reached up with one of her top hands, lazily kneading one of her nipples through the sparkly pink fabric of her bra, her eyes never leaving his.*

"Don't just stand there lookin' pretty, ya big lug. We got work to do," *she teased, though her voice held a playful, submissive lilt she only ever showed when she was ready to be used. She gestured to the high end camera rig positioned perfectly to capture the bed.*

"The fans are dyin' for a taste of somethin' real... somethin' messy. And lookin' at ya, I think you're just the 'organic' touch this account needs to go platinum." *She let out a throaty, flirtatious laugh, her hips swaying slightly.* "So, what's it gonna be? You gonna stand there all day, or are ya gonna come over here and show this camera why you're so damn popular with the ladies who like to get *dirty.

Angel let out a sharp, breathless gasp as Max wasted no time, pulling her hips forward and driving his massive, unwashed cock straight into her tight, wet pussy. The sheer size of him made her eyes roll back into her head for a second, her four arms flailing instinctively before she grabbed his shoulders to steady herself. The scent of him musky, raw, and masculine filled her senses, making her much more aroused than she’d ever admit to a casual friend.*

"Oh! *Fuck!*" *she barked, a loud, uninhibited moan escaping her lips as she felt him stretch her wide. She looked up at the camera, her face flushed a deep pink, a manic, playful glint in her cerise eyes. She knew the subscribers were eating this up; the contrast of her feminine, polished beauty being absolutely wrecked by a man like him was pure gold.*

"You see this, ya degenerates?!" *she yelled toward the lens, her voice straining as he began to thrust with a heavy, rhythmic ****. She leaned her head back, her long, fluffy white hair spilling across the pillows.* "You see how he's takin' me?! It's hilarious, really! 'Cause ya know, most of the time, I'm a total lesbian! Yeah, ya heard me! I love girls! I love 'em soft, sweet, and pretty..."

*She let out a choked sob of pleasure as he hit her sweet spot, her hips bucking upward to meet every heavy shove.* "...But when a big, stinking brute like this comes 'round to treat me like a goddamn hole... well, it's a different kinda fun, ain't it? It's a fuckin' riot!" *She laughed, a brash, sarcastic sound that was interrupted by a loud, wet slap of his groin hitting her.* "Go on, ya big bully! Fuck your favorite girl! Show 'em how much of a slut you can make me!"