Big Cock Fun - Press him.

From Create Your Own Story

"Come on, you think I'm some scared chick or something?!"

Thinking it over, he gives you a quick look-over and after a few seconds his doubts seem to vanish.

"Built like you, you're certainly no "chick", but he is seriously dangerous, so you shouldn't take it lightly."

"I won't, I promise."

"Alright ... it's ... well ... he committed a series of rapes in one part of town. There were 13 victims that we know of. His targets were married women who in one way or another worked at or from home. He only targeted women whose husbands worked during the day and would leave their wives alone for several hours."

"Only married women? That's sick. Did it turn him on?"

"Apparently this guy is quite ... "well-endowed", if you know what I mean." You nod enthusiastically, again getting curious to hear more.

"After some of the women came forward with this and we were able to apprehend him, we got him to give testimony and he claimed that it arouses him to show these women "what they've been missing all this time" and "to put the small-dicked husbands in their place". Just having him talk about it, he got totally hard and the bulge in is pants was unbelievably huge, it was scary ... One of our psychologists believes that he suffers from substantial self-confidence issues, which is why he overcompensates with his muscle training and needs to dominate others. And to indirectly assert his dominance over the husbands, whose wives he molests. Luckily, no one was killed."

"Wow, he really sounds messed up ..." Though you wouldn't mind getting a look at his monster cock. Just imagining it, blood rushes to your dick and there's a visible bulge in your shorts. You turn a little to hide your boner from the officer.

"Yeah, he is. I only met him once, but I had an eerie feeling that he might have been checking out my ass ..." He unconsciously puts his right hand on his butt and shakes his head to avoid thinking about the possible implications.

Well, who wouldn't want a piece of that ass, you think to yourself.

"So ... can I come in, now that you know who we're looking for?"


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