You preferred it when he was rough
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Revision as of 04:37, 30 June 2013
Your gaze snaps up to Greg's, and your cheeks turn bright red. "Um, actually... I uh... kind of... liked it when... you were... rough with me... so..."
Greg bursts out laughing. "Oh, what's this? Could I possibly be seeing the blossoming of a nymphomaniac here? Well, if that's what you want, then I shall oblige, my lady."
Greg wastes no time and takes hold of your rear as he lifts you up, and violently pushes you back down. You let out a gasp of pleasure, and a smile creeps across your face, as he pumps in and out of you. It's strange, you're suddenly glad that he's fucking you like an animal, and you wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him in for a deep kiss.
Maybe he was right after all, you are becoming a nymph. But as your tongues intertwine, and with his cock buried deep within you, you feel complete. Whole, in a sense, as if part of you had been missing your entire life. Greg has filled the void in your heart and soul, and you think you might be falling for him, despite being a minotaur.
Greg then pulls back from his kiss, and whispers, "I'm about to cum. Are you ready to bare my child?"
