Get Amazonian Mating Pressed

Even when deeply overcome by fear, dreading the thought of his first harem **** immediately rebelling to scatter him to bits; as traumatically as she just did to a gang of battle hardened thugs. He instinctively activated one of his new skills 'Lesser Well of Corruption'.

Wrath

His brain triggered a small influx of wrathful energy into his environment; recalling the system ranking her as a demon of wrath, feeling his own mind calm down and blame the device less for getting him into this situation, but seeing the girl suddenly stop to look down at him, and grit her teeth before tensing up her body; visibly seething.

This seemingly wasn't the right move, as her hand moved quicker than before; propelled by emotion as she grabbed both of his wrists, lifting him up with one hand to eye level and above.

"Fleshy Human-" she sneered as she sniffed him; desiring greater prey, while her other hand trailed down his body.

Filled with regret and feeling his wrists start to bruise, he deactivated his skill, causing her grip to loosen slightly, helping her set back on the goal that prompted her to drop her club.

She grabbed the waistband of his pants and underwear, she musing "-but you still have some use, a battle trophy all the same", she said with a grin as she pulled down his pants; exposing his cock, before peeling off half his clothes and tossing them just as haphazardly as she'd do to him, planting him down on his back.

Before he could even roll from the pain of his landing, her hands pressed down on him to crudely strip the rest of him nude. He felt the cold air and concrete against his exposed body, and looked up, with his mind seemingly blotting out the recent carnage, to focus on her thick body squatting down in front of him; widening her smile as she watched his cock harden.

The Oni grabbed him by his hips to lift his rod to her slit, while folding him slightly for deeper positioning, she pressed him in to her tightly muscled twat; dripping with desire and radiating an unholy warmth.

"mmh Fleshy trophy. . good", she groaned as a compliment while sliding down, her knees taking over gripping his sides as her hands went to explore.

Dexter definitely didn't feel like a master in this situation, but he certainly didn't mind getting fucked by a hot babe that viewed him as a reward; if nothing else.

"Flesh trophy!, battle my girly-bits with your man-meat!" she ordered with a look of challenge in her eyes, tightening up slightly as she pulled her hips back; signaling to Dexter that he was about to be plowed into the concrete.

The first real thrust she made slamming down, really hurt his lower back, with the weight of her bulk reverberating hard through his pelvis and into the ground, she showed no signs of stopping anytime soon as she pull back to thrust again as soon as possible.

"Come on!, fight! pound that meat!" she yelled out as a battle cry, her cervix bluntly hitting against his tip and her ass clapping against him as well.

His body stiffened in response to the pain emanating from his bones, and what followed her commands that wasn't herself, was his body naturally bouncing back up into her after thudding against the ground.

"Yes, trophy, pound-pound-pound!" she moaned, forcing herself to keep her brutal pace, as she bent further over him; forcing his face between her breasts.

With her finally close enough, he had something sturdy to grab on to with his arms wrapping around her, keeping the **** of her bouncing focused towards just his lower half as he tried bending his legs up from between her legs to prevent them from striking the ground so hard as well.

Seeing him curl around her so tightly, she grabbed his head from her chest, and bent over as far as she could so that her face could reach his while still squatting down.

She deeply kissed him, her mouth tasting of an intensely sweet yet strong liquor that already made him feel light-headed; dulling his pain and loosening his body a bit.

"Get milked trophy, pour out what's mine, fill me with what you got" she cooed into ear, as she felt close and looked on victoriously at his dazed face.

"yes. ." he muttered mindlessly

"then give it, give it!" she shrieked out as her hands reached back to grab him by his legs and pounded him even harder; increasing her panted breathing and wide smile.

Her cunt squeezed tightly around him, with cunt muscles violently thrashing to finish him, and her every other muscle and body part tensing up; like her liquor covered tongue lolling out and dripping down onto him and the tits to her large red rack pointing out sharply.

Dexter couldn't resist her intensity, feeling his rod bulging deeply inside of her, with her pressing down to his base and pushing him hard against the floor; wetly dripping around him with her overpowering warmth, forcing him to cum inside her with a load befitting a harem master. The sheer **** of his cumshot hitting hard against her walls, their thickness feeling like a soft paste, the incredibly high volume branching out suddenly filling her womb and spattering out against her thighs, or them and everything else near her overflowing honeypot.

After a couple minutes of orgasm filled groaning out, they stopped and she laid over Dexter nearly crushing him with her weight, panting out loudly from the exertion she felt. When she had a fragment of focus left, she scooped up some of the seed dripping down him and tasted it indulgently.

"you did good, trophy" she said, sliding him out of her as she stumbled up with pleasure weakened legs. She staggered around for a bit, gathering as much loose seed into her palms, before taking a small ceramic gourd out of nowhere and indulging in a few sips before tasting more cum to mix in her mouth.

"defeated trophy still good, you fight better next time" she gently taunted as she took a nap on the street; scratching the bare stomach of her nude body, when not enjoying the taste of jizz and booze.

Dexter, on the other hand, was also crashing into sleep from sheer exhaustion from his over throttled pelvis and from experiencing the hardest nut of his life.