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A 15-feet, 15,000 pound muscle beast utterly RUINS his two mighty Amazons!

An aura of pure energy hit my back. I shivered. All my muscles hardened in a defense mechanism of sorts as I felt a larger, heavier, infinitely more perfect body suddenly materialize behind me. “Be careful with what you wish for.” The cave literally shuttered as that thunderous voice blasted from the creature, and I was left no option but to turn around in fear and prostrate myself before that almost-demonic god.

“Adonis!!” Tears flowed up my eyes. “I… I’m so sorry!” The beast looked down upon me and smiled, the perfection of his throbbing, bulging muscles making my head swirl.

“Sorry for what, baby girl?” The monster stretched his arm and caressed my face with his giant fingers. That goddamned stud! His hand was bigger than two basketballs! My head was like an orange next it! He could literally crush it and squeeze the brains out of my pulverized skull—and this gory thought left me aroused. I licked those fingers like a puppy, feeling the power that coursed through every single one of them. The monster continued: “sorry to feel powerful? To feel that you can take on a god like me?” He lowered his hand on my breasts, squeezing each until the milk was squirting into his palms. “Don’t feel sorry. I like when my preys are confident.” His gaze took on a more demonic expression. “Makes pounding them all the sweeter.”

“Fuck… me… stud!” My trembling lips uttered on their own, and Giancarla was just as calm as that demon took over me and squeezed my body against his mountain of muscles. I spread my arms wide and tried to hug him, but realized my hands didn’t even reach his shoulders! His layers upon layers of muscles burst with such power that my pussy was not only dripping, by oozing a continuous, gelatinous bulk of lubes on the ground; my tits burst with milk on his massive pecs, and my mind began to slowly unravel, my voice more and more ethereal as I struggled to talk: “my god. My deity.” I kissed him. “My stud. Have you grown bigger?!”

Just to show us how he meant business, the monster stood up, making the entire cave tremble, and his head seemed to rise forever, each of his massive legs growing harder and thicker than both out bodies combined, the unbelievable power emanating from his muscles like a golden aura of pure virility, making his monster abs rumble and throb as he finally stood upright.

I tried to looked down, but I was already cumming so hard that my head almost didn’t move. I felt I had rise three floors above the ground, with my body shocked and electrified so much that my pussy, hardening and twitching and flexing madly, squirted jets of female nectar on his abs.

The stud’s muscles rippled with his calm, royal breath; it was as if he knew that, no matter what he did, he would have us cumming and squirting and orgasming endlessly on his body—that utter, arousing confidence of a man who could have any woman he wanted anytime, at any moment; a man who could give a lady the most powerful orgasms of her life just by standing still and letting her gaze upon his perfect, over-muscular body.

He was a 20ft-tall, 30,000-pound muscle god! His cock was completely soft, yet it measured over 40 inches. “Jesus fucking Christ!!” Giancarla’s shouted, staggered by the incredible length and width of that slumbering member, as well as by the obscene number of veins that covered it: the soft beast was twelve inches wide and flaunted more veins than the entire bodies of a horse and a bull combined. Every time it throbbed, almost once per second, it emitted a rumble that made the cave’s walls shake and rumble back in response. Giancarla could literary see the blood flowing fast through every single one of those veins—some of them even thicker than her wrist. “Jesus… god!!” Her eyes were tearing up. “You are a god.” “I know.” He lifted me up and conquered my mouth, his a soul-sucking kiss warming me down to my guts. My jaw was stretched to its utter limits as his tongue burst inside me in a loud, rumbling noise, completely invading and filling me up with just its tip, then stretching out my throat enormously as it sank into the confines of my body.

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