Escape of the Cryptids

[DragonMasterX]

Briefly distracted by Smith's entrance, Sam turned his head to the bed and watched him spread his cunt. The sight of willing prey disgusted him, Sam much preffered his prey giving him a reason to utilize the full extent of his sheer physical strength, so dominating and penetrating them would feel all the more gratifying.

He had to admit he was damn horny, as it had been some time since his last fuck, but Sam wouldn't settle for a submissive cunt man, much less with REAL, meaty, fleshy woman bits in front of him. Monstrously hissing to voice his displeasure at Smith's show, he quickly returned his sights to his true target: The voluptuous bat.

"Cat got your tongue?" Sam said, his voice warped and distorted, his tongue flickered out as he took a stomp in Ayla's direction, "I thought you liked having fun, Ayla, why don't WE have fun?!" he wickedly laughed, his enormous penis half-hard already, its size having increased for a feet more. Holding the monstrous, drooling pecker in one of his strong claws, he jerked the unbelievably thick shaft, his wicked grin only growing. "I want to give your tits a nice shower, and get that ass stretched until you cry."