The Kiss (Patreon)

The world seemed very far away from Julie now. She was lost inside Clarissa’s kiss, her mouth engulfed by the much larger lips that caressed her face; soft and moist, but muscular. She felt the chillingly hard enamel of gigantic teeth scrape her gently, and then the thrust of an overwhelmingly strong and rough tongue, forcing its way in, pushing open her jaws. Large hands held Julie close to Clarissa’s body, warmth and softness of her breasts, and the nub of nipple filling her palm as she tweaked it.

Sounds drifted up to her from the world below. Gentle roars that sounded like waves breaking on a beach as buildings toppled at their love. She ground her hips into Clarissa, supported by a strong hand on her backside. Then Clarissa shifted her lower and she moaned forcefully as the world below made itself apparent to her. A tower block had found its way underneath her and had slipped into her sopping wet pussy. She ground harder and deeper into it, sliding up and down the building, her body smoothing down its delicate edges and shaping it to her needs. Before long she could not contain herself and bounced lower and deeper. Clarissa responded, actively thrusting her up and down with her firm grip, until it was all Julie could do to arch her back and pull away from Clarissa, letting out a bellow and a shiver, the remains of her toy crumbling in a quivering torrent.