"Bend over, you foul-stenched beast," Benjamin commanded, staring at her with pure hatred and disgust in his eyes.
Silverøse obeyed instantly, turning around and presenting her plump, heart-shaped ass to him.
She arched her back deeply, pushing her soaked red panties and dripping pussy toward him while shamelessly rubbing her soft ass cheeks against his hardening cock, teasing the massive penis with desperate, needy movements.
Benjamin began muttering strange, ancient-sounding words under his breath.
The words flowed rapidly from his lips, each syllable heavy with dark, eerie magic. The air in the room grew thick and oppressive.
"T… This spell?!" Silverøse's eyes widened with overwhelming lust and madness. Her voice came out hoarse and trembling with excitement. "Yes! Use it, Master! I exist only to be a cum toilet! Please destroy my cervix! Ruin me completely!"
