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The fight between two MASSIVE, hyper VIRILE, super shredded muscle Amazons BEGINS!

Diane stood glorious and triumphantly in the middle of the arena, not realizing at first that she had sunk about eight feet under the surface, thanks to the massive crater that had been created around her. As her muscles cooled off a little and she could finally admire herself with greater calm and ease, the princess laughed. She flexed her right biceps several times, hearing the sound of that baby swell and relax every single second.

“Oh, gods, thank you!” She flexed both arms and her chest, making her breasts squirt ounces milk. “I’m fucking shredded!”

One loud thud echoed all over the arena. Before anyone could swoon over the massive princess, they all looked up and saw the Queen standing at the tip of the platform.

The giant Alpha female clapped slowly and ironically. “Well, well, well.” Even from afar, she could see that Diane’s gains were substantial. “Not every Amazon can tear the Lasso of Honesty, you know. You are the only one who’s ever done. The only one, of course, after yours truly.”

There was a staggered silence in the audience, with many Amazons looking dumbfounded to one another. “What did you say, my liege?” One of them asked, but the Queen seemed to care only to the princess:

“I was fourteen when I finally managed to tear the Lasso apart.” She touched her lips, pretending to search her memories. “How old are you, really, Diane? Ahh, yes, I remember.” Her smiled beamed with sadistic superiority. “You’re twenty-two. So I guess you’re eight years late for the party.”

Diane didn’t lose her ground. In fact, she didn’t move at all while the Queen was speaking. Her face became lighter and her expression more inviting. Slowly, the princess drew a beautiful smile in her face, and with a calm, rumbling voice she addressed the Queen: “I never said you were weak, nor that you were a negligible opponent. I’m actually honored in having to fight such a powerful woman.” She bowed. When she stood straight again, however, she deepened her voice: “now come down here, cheap whore of the Amazons, and let’s finish what you started!”

The Queen didn’t lose her frame. In fact, she and her entourage only laughed before the princess’s petulant remarks. “What I started? Do not forget, sweet child, that before I whipped the floor with your face and wrecked eight whole temples of these isles by pummeling your body through their walls, it was you who had the audacity to challenge me! Who the hell do you think…”

*Boom!!* They were all silenced as Diane stomped the ground, her muscles turning her thigh thicker than a tree trunk. The ground was cracked in the middle, with the fissures growing up the platform and finally cracking the ground where the Queen stood.

“Fuck!!” Many of her acolytes jumped back, and the Queen looked down to Diane with just a little bit more than petty annoyance.

“This is your last chance to apologize, Diane.”

The princess raised one eyebrow. “There will be no apologies.”

Lowering her head, drawing a long sigh from her breast, the Queen spoke ever more calmly, her voice turning a bit childish as she addressed the rebellious princess: “Diane, you don’t need to do this. Understand, sweet, foolish child, that… if I unleash it on you… all my fury…” The platform, no, the entire arena began to tremble as something truly demonic grew within the matriarch’s body, “I. Will not. Stop.” She clutched her hands. Blood began to dripped from between her fingers. “I. Will not. Hold back!”

The princess threw her hair over her shoulders and gave the Queen the middle finger. That was it. Everyone could feel the subtle rumble of the Queen’s muscles under her robes. The Queen raised her hands and grabbed the white robes on her shoulders, casting them aside in one swell swoop.

There was silence. Even the princess froze in her place. Many averted their eyes as the body glowed on top of the platform, its physical perfection shining before the sunline, making everything dim around it. As their sights unblurred, the Amazons could finally witness the Queen’s naked form. The ones that weren’t cumming finally came; the ones that were already cumming screamed in orgasmic agony and passed out into a coma. Countless knees went to the ground and foreheads touched the floor as fingers were crammed inside cunts and vicious masturbations drilled gallons from their female cores. The arena was filled with the moans of three hundred Amazons as Diane herself had to fight against her own arousal to keep her warrior pose. «B-by Zeus!!» She could only think at that moment. «Father! Who did you have to fuck to create such perfect a woman?!»

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The princess of the Amazons flaunts and flexes her superhuman muscles!

That woman was perfection in every sense of the word. Her body communicated strength, fertility, masculinity, and stamina in a way no other Amazon could. Many tongues were unrolled, dripping with desire, and Diane could hear the crossing of dozens, if not dozens of legs as she knew she was being coveted and admired by the hungry audience.

They too, after all, wanted a good spectacle. Nobody believed the princess would be punished, but everyone was sure she was going to do… something!… that would be well-worth their time and wait. It was well-known that Diane, aside from being a princess and a superhero, was a domineering Alpha female who collected lovers like certain species of birds collect pebbles for their nests: she was ravenous to the point of pathology! How many men and women had she consumed since she left the isles, many on the audience wondered, looking at one another and being sure that, oh, Diane had consumed them all.

They were not just mere members the Amazonian elite; those women were all of Diane’s past lovers, from summer romances to one-night flings, to routine booty-calls to side-pussies for when she was bored. Diane looked at them and smiled, remembering the fun time she had with each and every one of them, knowing they could never forget the potency of her fingers, the length and power of her tongue, the flexibility of her body, the ferociousness of her fists! No hole in those women had been unexplored by the craving Amazon, and there was an unspoken consensus that all of them wanted the princess to be set free so she could once again do to their bodies what no creature, human or god, could ever do after they met her.

Diane lifted her hands and tried to crack her knuckles, but the Lasso of Honesty, which bound her wrists, made the action very difficult. Still she flexed, making her biceps stretch the lasso to its limits, creating a loud noise that brought everyone’s attention to her and made all those warriors gulp and shiver.

The princess smiled. “That’s how you lik’a see me, huh?” She flexed again, this time making a wave of muscles rippling down from her chest to her hips. “All tied up for you?” The lasso was wrapped around her neck, her arms, her lower chest, her abs, and her legs. It was the only unbreakable object for the Amazon; no matter how much she tried, she would never free herself from her own weapon, but still she felt she could beat all those contenders in it—and with her eyes closed!

Diane looked down, feeling the pressure of the lasso on her swollen muscles. Her breasts were almost swallowing the knot over her belly; those two beautiful, bouncing orbs so big and hard they were almost tearing the woman’s costume apart.

Diane kept turning around, making sure all the beauties there could witness every inch of her over-developed body. “I’ve grown a great deal since I’d last been here.” The Amazon was all games and smiles, biting her lips as she flexed so liberally. “I’m taller, I’m thicker. Guess there ain’t one bimbo soul in these isles able to pin me down.” She flexed her guns again, and her biceps swelled to such outrageous proportions many Amazons covered their mouths, afraid she was actually going to tear the Lasso. “Oh, look! My babies are so big… and so hard!”

She flexed her biceps harder, putting the lasso under tremendous stress. Thick veins grew over the Amazon’s neck, which was also tied by the lasso, and she had to pause and struck a pose so that the energy flowed through her body uninterrupted.

Her ten-pack abs trembled, each muscle growing and bloating into an obscene, rigid mass. Every inch of the lasso was stressed and tearing up, with the loud, stretching noises only turning her on. Her thighs bloated into tree trunks of steel—legs as thick and muscular as a horse’s—and her ass hardened to such a degree many thought the swollen buttocks were going to slap against the woman’s spine! Her glutes were so hard and over-muscular that they were permanently perking up; when relaxed, they looked flexed, and when flexed like looked like growing, bloating beasts threatening to tear the fabric of whatever clothes she wore.

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Two superwomen fuck like mad breeding goddesses!

The Instructress screamed. Her gushes of squirt were interrupted every time the princess hit her. Her entire body seemed to catch fire, and her glutes were quickly desensitized. They were both 69-ing each other, both only Diane was now acting upon the pussy of her lover. The instructress was suffering too much and cumming too hard to focus on Diane’s gushing cunt. Still, the princess came gallons through her cunt, for the pleasure of domination was much greater than that of the matriarch’s tongue.

“I will destroy you.” The princess’s cunt drilled the insides of her master. “Let me show you how a teenager can pound another woman like a bull!” Diane slowly pulled her head back, taking out inch after inch of her god-tongue from that pussy. The Instructress was already screaming for mercy, feeling all her insides unravel and her body implode.

“PLEASE!!” The tears fell in cataracts from her face. “DIANE!! PLEASE, STOP!!” Though the princess had only started penetrating her, the Instructress felt literally more pleasure than she did with all the girls she had fucked in her life. “I… I-I!!… I CAN’T TAKE IT!! YOUR POWER!!! DIANE, YOUR POWER IS JUST TOO MUUUUUCH!!!” Every word the Instructress screamed reeked with agony, and the explosions from her cunt didn’t lie: the woman was experiencing, by far, the single biggest, strongest orgasms of her life… and the princess hadn’t even started with her!

“Disappointing.” Diane muttered, removing inch after inch, very slowly, of her tongue from that cunt. “I expected more of you, my master.” Her tongue and her face were being showered by that thick, sweet cunt nectar. Diane had about forty inches of god-tongue, with half of it crammed and curled inside the vagina, overfilling it and the womb, throbbing and stimulating hundreds of erogenous spots simultaneously and driving the woman to madness… and then beyond!

“DIANE!!” Her screams were arousing. She could taste the blood of the torn cunt along with its gallons of juices. Diane retrieved as much of her tongue as she could, with ten inches curled up in a ball inside the Instructress. The poor woman unraveled harder and faster than expected, shaking and convulsing at mercy of those orgasms. “GODS!!” Her screams almost struck pity in Diane’s heart. “GODS, PLEASE…!! SAVE ME!!” The princess could feel her tears in her thighs. The Instructress was a mere shell of her former self, and she was about to be undone even further.

“One.” Diane counted, cryptically, and then she inserted the thirty extra inches of her tongue back in the woman. Bulk after bulk after bulk of flesh filled her womb to the brim, stretching her waist loudly. Diane didn’t push that womb up, but instead curled the tongue as she shoved it in, adding a tremendous volume to the woman’s body. Suddenly, it all looked as if the Instructress carried over fifteen babies in her belly.

“Two.” Diane pulled her tongue and thrust it back in again. The Instructress was no longer screaming; she was just cumming. Even her gallons of squirts were interrupted by a shock in her body: her tits swelled and exploded with milk threads from her nipples. She was stiff, but vibrating, her face frozen in perpetual horror. Only faint, desperate whimpers got out of her throat, like the yelps of a helpless dog, and the princess couldn’t help but to feel even more aroused by the sorry state she left her master in. “Three.” She thrust her tongue. “Four.” She thrust it again. “Five. Six. Seven…” She stopped counting as her tongue really got to pounding that cunt. After about twenty mad blows, the pussy squirted nectar back into her face, and the splashes reached as far as the trees around them. Diane was drilling squirt from her cunt, extracting gallons from every blow, as if the tip of her tongue struck wells filled with lube, deliciously bathing herself on that endless offering.

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[NEW BUNDLE OUT!] A super muscular teenage goddess is humbled by her foxy fitness warrior!

Hey, there, my luvs! I’m not, like, super confortable sharing free pages of this bundle, as I’ve shared already so many of them with my previous book samples. I don’t know, I think I’ve been being a little too generous for my own good. 😀 You can look for a few new pages once a bigger bundle comes out (with six or seven books on it, if not more!).

I’m leaving basically only the product description here. This post is more about notifying your about my new release. 🙂 That said, I hope that those who didn’t buy my previous books really enjoy this release! Kisses, my luvs!


Diane, known among humans as the superheroine Wondrous Woman, is the second strongest of all Amazons, and the next in line for the crown of Themyscira. The power and muscles of this prodigy woman are legendary even among the most battle-hardened warriors: daughter of Zeus and an Amazon warrior, she is a superhuman giantess with eight hundred pounds of iron-hard muscles perfectly distributed along her eight feet of height.

Her insane musculature would be scary if her form wasn’t so arousing: an hourglass figure of thick thighs, massive hips, giant butt, bulging abs, powerful and well-developed arms, wide shoulders, godly face, and lush breasts always full of m**k, she is the epitome of femininity in the body of an over-developed warrior giantess. More than a Muse of Snu Snu,* this godly youth is very definition of a potent, dominant muscle woman.

Only one woman is more powerful (and bigger, harder, sexier, hotter…) than her: the Queen of the Amazons herself. As she prepares to finally challenge the Matriarch of Themyscira to a duel, Diane revisits an old mentor—the third most powerful Amazon, and one of the world’s strongest warriors: the Head Instructress of Themyscira—an inadvertently kindles a flame they always felt for each other.

The older, more experienced teacher will teach this young, but haughty Amazon how to truly please a lady—or, in order words, this massive, muscular MILF will teach her apprentice how to f**k! How to truly, really F**K, bringing the queen to massive, unbridled orgasms when the two finally clash!

This is the tale of Diane’s growth from a sex prodigy into a true Goddess of Sex—starting in the hands, tongue, and whole body of her powerful, muscular mentor.

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A muscle warrior extracts oceans of squirt from her haughty, arrogant demigoddess!

The sky was laden with gold when Diane opened her eyes and felt her body stiff with orgasms. At first, there was no breath at all. She felt like suffocating, and the sound of the waves crashing on a nearby bank somehow only added to her despair. The air slowly entered her lungs as she slowly regained control of her muscles. She was burning from the inside, and faint layers of steam rose from her every pore.

Diane felt the gentle and authoritative touch of her master. The dark-skinned fingers played with each of her fourteen abdominal muscles, squeezing them, pinching them, feeling their hardness, then running along the crevices and feeling just how tight all of them were. Diane was a 11’4ft-tall giantess, yet she was immobilized under that simple touch of her woman. Once she looked to her right, she saw the gorgeous face of the Head Instructress.

“Afternoon, my love.” The mighty woman closed for a kiss. Her dark, thick lips moistened Diane’s. The daring giantess didn’t stop there, laying further kisses on Diane’s face, treating the princess of the Amazons like just one of her hundreds of mistresses. “We’ve made quite a mess.” Her hands explored Diane’s muscular physique. “Your hard, powerful body cracked this island in half!” She gave her lover a powerful slap in the thighs, and Diane flexed her muscles reflexively. “Ada, girl!”

Diane was at first angry, then just plain humorous. She couldn’t help but to smile next to that giantess whose confidence amused her so much. Her teenage arms were as thick as tree-trunks, with biceps so powerful she could bend and crush a column of titanium with a single hug or tear an iron plaque in half with her hands, yet they were still, frozen, paralyzed by a powerful numbing feeling. As the Amazon caressed her face with further kisses, the princess whimpered: “w-where are we?”

“Still in the same island, my love—or at least one half of it. Quite a bit some time passed, though.”

Diane finally managed to lift her right hand. The Head Instructress had grown: after her first muscle transformation, the powerful woman had gone from 7ft3in feet to 7ft8in, yet now she stood at about 8ft5in-tall. She could see that by comparing the older woman’s face to her own palm—which still nonetheless could hold that head and squash it like a fruit.

Diane turned around a bit, feeling much more in control of her body. The Head Instructress very subtly showed fear and hesitation next to her. It was impossible, of course, not to feel intimidated by the princess of power: her body was like a horse’s, powerful muscles everywhere, every pore of her bursting with virility—the full potential of which the Head Instructress hadn’t yet tapped into.

Diane wrapped her fingers on the Instructress’s neck, squeezing it slightly as she fondled the face of that beautiful, thick woman with her other hand. “What have you done to me?”

The Instructress smiled, fondling the princess’s arms back. She could feel Diane’s powerful muscle fibers at the tip of her fingers. «Power! This is true power, if I ever felt one!» The older vixen gulped.

“I have destroyed your pussy, my princess, and made you beg for mercy for hours on end.” The Instructress laid her hands on Diane’s body: with her left hand, she squeezed the woman’s massive breast while feasting on her abs, her thighs, and her ass with the right hand. Sloshing and splashing sounds were heard as thick, creamy milk erupted from the princess’s tits. “This pussy here, my princess.” Her right fingers danced over the royal’s cunt. “I claimed it like this!” She sunk her fingers inside the princess, and Diane’s face froze. There it was: the pleasure! The paralyzing pleasure she had just felt! It was so precise, yet so all-encompassing! Every single fiber of her body tensed, making her jolt on the ground and shake the entire island with her tension.

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A powerful, virile Amazon makes her naughty muscular princess cum oceans through her swollen cunt!!

The woman who was eating Diane out had a legendary status amongst the Amazons, meaning that her age might have as well have been into the thousands of years, but her appearance was undefinable; theoretically, Amazons so old must have resembled a fifty, even a sixty-year old vixen, but the Instructress seemed, even under the least generous of assertions, no older than thirty-five. She was one of those mature women who exuded so much health that they seemed much firmer, harder, more appetizing to both the eye and the touch than any eighteen-year-old would ever be.

Diane felt all this superior quality of her genes as the Head Instructress ate her pussy like a champ. The eight-feet-tall, 600-pound muscle Amazon had a 22-inch tongue as thick as five horse dicks—all of them penetrating the princess at once! Diane was being electrocuted by the explosions of pleasure from her cunt; she literally felt her muscles contracting and her organs moving around her waist, tortured under the almost-magical touch of that strong girl.

Still, the princess didn’t cum. Well, technically she was cumming, but she was not yet unleashing messy loads of cum on the Instructress’s face. Like a very rugged Alpha male, Diane equated squirting to inferiority: the woman who squirted at the touch of another partner was clearly the inferior half of the equation. Accustomed to winning and dominating anyone and everyone from a very early age, Diane was not prone to lose control so quickly—but to her unimaginable terror, the Instructress was not only blasting through her defenses, but also doing so with godly ease and speed, literally torturing her with as many orgasms in under three minutes than a thousand studs could give a woman in a lifetime of bed-breaking action.

Not that things were are as easy as they looked, of course. «Damn, Diane!» The Instructress thought at every second: «you’re every bit a demigoddess as your reputation says!» The matriarch’s tongue blasted the princess’s insides, contorting in such a way that no five points of her cunt were untouched at any given time. Not only that, but she knew a woman’s inside like an engineer and his labyrinth, and every single erogenous spot, every pleasure point, every orgasmic rift, and every ecstatic fold inside her that could be touched, ravished, and stimulated was touched, ravished, and stimulated. As she closed her eyes, the princess imagined a whole battalion of warrior eating her pussy out. All of these warriors were no more than the Instructress’s tongue, which seemed to grow and multiply inside her insanely-lubricated passage. The princess raised her head, only to throw it back on the floor. *Baang!!* Cracks grew on the stop. She raised her head again and banged it once more time. *Boom!!* Then gain, and again, and then again and again and again, digging a hole under her back and cracking the temple all the way to the walls, the columns, and the ceiling.

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[FREEBIE] An older, experienced warrior Amazon shows her muscular demigoddess what she’s capable of!

The princess of the Amazons stepped up on the altar, cracking the steps of stone with her feet. Her muscular legs swelled and bloated as she moved, and her whole body made a sinuous dance that got the Head Instructress completely dazed and hypnotized! The mighty Amazon couldn’t believe her own eyes! The arrogant princess was only eighteen years old, yet she already carried herself with a confidence to rival the Queen of the Amazons herself!

Of course, when one had such a body, confidence came in quite naturally. The Head Instructress admired the princess and her armor of iron-hard muscles; her body crafted to perfection to impress and arouse—as well as crush the bones and tear the limbs of her enemies in the heat of the battle. Diane was a mighty muscle mare, standing at 7’5-feet and straining whatever surface she stood on with her 500-pound weight—almost all of it pure muscles.

The Head Instructress, who had forged her own body through intense daily exercises, had grown bigger and taller than the princess, but even her massive muscle transformation could still only barely rival the Amazon heir: she stood now at 7’6ft-tall (one hair taller than the princess) and 550 pounds. Princess Diane, in her natural form, was already almost as big as that thick, mighty woman after an earth-shattering transformation. «Did I take it too easy?» The Instructress asked herself, insecurity taking hold of her mind.

She looked around the temple and realized that, no, she couldn’t have grown any bigger than that. Her transformation had cracked the temple in the middle and all but ruined the altar they were standing on, with the stone bed between her and the princess cracked and caved in the middle. Her muscles still burned with the after-shocks of her transformation, and her whole body emitted a sensuous coat of steam. She had gone as far as she could without straining herself—yet her farthest was still the princess’s average. She gulped and quivered, imagining what such a powerful child could do to her.

Diane was the daughter of Zeus. She was fated to take the throne of Themyscira and lead the Amazons into a new, glorious era. Her body betrayed her divine origins; her muscles gave anyone a glimpse of the tremendous power that she carried within.

For a long time, Diane didn’t even bother wrestling with the other girls. Even the biggest, sturdiest of them were kicked and flipped on the arena like ragdolls, with the arrogant child even yawning at her trainers as she used very simple, amateur blows to deal with her opponents quickly and effortlessly.

The mightiest warriors left the arena trampled and humiliated, thrown around like pieces of flesh by a girl half their age. Only the Head Instructress was left to fight with her on (mostly) equal terms, and the memory of their sweaty bodies thrusting, pressing, squashing each other on the dusty arena, throwing sand and water and sweat everywhere, still brought the Instructress many wet dreams in the solitude of her chamber.

Now that she saw Diane standing before her, so tall and muscular, she wondered whether the cocky bastard was taking easy on her. She wouldn’t have to wait long until the truth was revealed: Diane spread her legs and assumed a fighting stance on the altar, cracking the stone when her feet landed on the ground.

Loud cracks and rumbles echoed in the temple, and the Head Instructress stepped back as she the altar became wobblier and more unstable. Diane’s simple gesture had further atomized those stones into pebbles. «Fuck! In the name of Hera, what is this child?!» Her heart beat loudly as she was met by Diane’s cocky, almost devilish gaze. That girl had confidence to spare! The cockiest, biggest-dicked Alpha males wouldn’t match one hair of her head in terms of reliance and self-assurance. The Head Instructress had to fight against her urge to either flee or submit to that little youth, reminding herself constantly that—at least in paper—she was still Diane’s superior.

Well, not for too long. The Princess of the Amazons arched her arms in front of her body, flexing her mighty muscles just a little, yet already hard enough for her biceps to grow like boulders covered with thick veins. “Do you want to see power, Head Instructress?” The teenager asked, and the Amazon was left in silence, not realizing she was supposed to answer.

After clearing her throat, she mumbled some clumsy words followed by a nod of the head and a wimpy: “huh.” Diane bit her lower lip, taking deep breaths and feeling her body heat up. “Alright. This is power!”

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[NEW BUNDLE] One mighty Amazon CRUSHES her four muscle lovers! A squirt-fest and fucking MARATHON for the legends!!

The oceans of spunk kept raining down heavily outside that cave where I and my friends were taking shelter —or, more acurately, where we were passed out after fucking so widly so many times for so long!

Camila’s body laid by my side, next to my strong hands, breathing and sweating coldly, still suffering from the multiple orgasms I had given her.

‘Aaaaahee!!!’ Even while fainted, she screamed, and her body shivered with the immense waves of pleasure that ravished her. ‘Oooorh, oooh, aaaahh!!!’

Squiiiiirrrttt!!! I felt hot, viscous droplets in my legs. Smiling, I looked at my partner’s cunt.

‘Still squirting, you whore?’ I asked, laying my hand on her hard, ripped, six-pack abs.

‘Ooorhh!!!’ She moaned and sighed. ‘Oooh-mmm!!’

I pressed my hand on her belly, feeling the sturdiness of her muscles. Aarrhh, how…

‘Hot! Hot! Aaahr, deliiicious!’ And I laid myself on her.

Croooaaarrcckk!!! Our gigantic breasts made a thunderous noise when pressing against one another.

‘Aaahe, mare! Fucking, filthy maaaare!’

We were the two most ripped women of that band —there almost wasn’t a woman in the whole wide world who couldn’t compare to us in strength, hardness, power, and muscle tone.

I lowered my lips down to my partner’s and kissed her!

While still asleep, still dreamy after so many orgasms, my girl wrapped her arms around my body and hugged it!

‘Aaaahee!!’ Sticking my tongue out, I teased her lips with a powerful kiss, prompting her to answer in kind with another kiss.

With my seven-inch tongue, I penetrated the depths of her throat.

‘Aaaaahh… aaaahhh… aaaaiii!!!’

Squiiiiiiisssshh!!! Her pussy squirted on my ripped abs.

‘You like being devoured by your mare, huh? Huh?’

‘Oooh-mmm-aaaheee!!!’

I lifted a hand up to her cunt and squeezed it!

‘Aaaahh…!!!’

The girl still had more lubes in store for me: squiiiisshh…!!!

‘Aaahee!! Aahhe, little mare, aaahee!!’

I ably masturbated her, squeezing her clit and sinking two fingers right in two precise erogenous spots in her pussy, which expelled obscene amounts of juices in my hand.

The bitch lifted her body up, adding pressure on my body.

‘Uuhee, uuhee, mare! Stay where you are, alright, my love?’

‘Ooaah!!!’

I pressed her body again on the floor, using my superior physique.

That mare right there, under my body, writhing under my touch, had two hundred pounds of muscle along six feet of height, while I had… oh!… 245 pounds of sheer female strength, carefully distributed along with a towering height of 6.5 feet!

‘Mmm… mmm… aaahh!!’ Using all my physical superiority, I penetrated her cunt with more fingers, making her cum!

‘Oooorrhh…!!’

Squiiiirrt, squiiiirrt! Her pussy looked like a hydrant.

‘You’re feeling that? Huh?? You feeling that, you mare?’ I sucked her neck ferociously. Her pussy hardened my fingers and came, came, came! ‘Ooh, my mare, that’s just a fraction of my power, you fucking hoe!’

Taken by an incredibly manly energy, I held that bitch by the shoulders and gazed upon her magnificent torso, which was nothing short of sculptural.

‘Aaaahee…!!!’ She writhed. ‘Aaaahee!!!’

I grabbed her enormous breasts and squeezed them. Bruuum!! Her body hardened.

I felt her muscles vibrating under the power of my touch. Her breasts throbbed, and an impressive amount of milk swirled inside them.

Juuug, juuug, juuug… sspluurrsshh… gluuuurrb!… My little mare was lactating!

I pressed her labia against my thick thigh. Crrooooaaarrsshh!!! My meat, rubbing against her cunt, made a deep, coarse, uncomparably delicious noise!

‘Aaaahee… oooh-aaahee!!’ Moving my knees back and forth, I made her cum!

Splooorrsshhh!! An obscene amount of nectar exploded from her cunt, raining down like a storm on the huge puddle of lubes around us.

I felt her liquid explosions on my knees, which crushed and squeezed her cunt like the bloated helmet of a truly gigantic cock!

‘Aaaahee!! Aaaahh…!!!’ My girl completely lost control. Her enormous tits dangled deliciously before my eyes, always pointing up.

‘Oow, oow, so lush, my love.’

‘Oooh!!’ She rubbed her pussy on my thighs, extracting even more orgasms out of her.

‘Delicious tits!’ I held her breasts with my hand. ‘Huge tits, my cow!’

‘Aaaaheee!!!’

With a simple squeeze… splaaash!! The milk exploded in two powerful jets, which hit my face and my own spectacular breasts.

I couldn’t waist any longer: I fell hungrily on those breasts!

‘Ooohh!!’ My girl cried louder still.

Like a voracious baby, I sucked that mare with all my might.

‘Aaaahee!!!’ She rubbed her pussy in my thighs passionately, suffering long orgasms with her lactations. ‘Ooow, love…!!’

Gulp, gulp, guuulpp!! I couldn’t hear her under the noise of loads of milk flowing down my throat. It was so much milk I literally sneezed it!

‘Aaahee!! Aaahee!!!’

The jets of lubes exploded from her cunt at the same time her super tits seemed to make only more and more milk to me.

‘Yeah, you fucking mare! Squirt more milk for momma, come! Come on!!’

‘Aaaaheee…!!!’

While I destroyed that girl with orgasms, another body started to move closer.

‘Aaaahee… uuhee…!’

I looked quickly to my side and saw the little, squirming Victoria dragging herself on the ground.

Busty, ripped, with a mellon-sized ass and an European clear skin, Victoria slowly recovered from the multiple orgasms Camila had given her.

‘Aaahee… aaahee!!’ She opened her eyes and shook her whole body. ‘Aaahhh!!!’

Smiling, I didn’t waist a second:

‘Come here!’

I grabbed her by the ankle, making her scream. Croooorrssh!! I pulled her body to me.

‘Ooohee!! Aaahee!!’

Her red, bloated pussy was in clear view.

‘Delicious!’

Without a second to waste, I penetrated her with my fingers!

‘Aaaaheee!!!’ Her whole body shivered and jumped on the ground, instinctively trying to escape my fingers.

With a powerful pincer motion, I squeezed three erogenous spots inside her while also crushing her thick, overly-aroused clit with my thumb.‘Oooorrhhh!!!’

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I got my toes closer to her pussy, hell-bent on making those two nymphs come at the same time.

‘Aaaahee… aaahee, my god!!’ Paola gave me desperate looks of mercy —of which I had none.

Victoria, meanwhile, squirted continuous streams of spunk straight in my mouth:

‘Aaaahee… aaahee!!!’

I sucked her like an exhausted child drinking water from a hose.

‘Aaaahee…!!’

The sole of my foot touched Paola’s scalding cunt.

‘Fuuucc… hooot!!’ I cried, feeling her bloated, swollen, delicious texture, pressing against her slowly and making her juices leak on the floor.

‘Aaaaaaheeee!!!’ Paola bit one of her fist. ‘Aaaaaheee!!’

At that point, I could hear my throat swallowing the juice Victoria squirted so copiously, with my tongue pressing, crushing, destroying her G-spot.

Soon enough, once Victoria’s pleasure reached a boiling point, I crammed my toes in Paola’s cunt.

‘Aaaoorrhh!!!’ She screamed and squirted: squiiiisshh!! Squiiissh, squiiiiiisshh!!!

I was still just warming up, yet those two girls already came gallons through their cunts!

Victoria unraveled on my body, almost breaking apart, practically melting over my arms, which kept holding her as if she weighed nothing.

‘Oooaarrrhh!!!’ Paola roared. Her pussy leaked juices all ver my leg, drenching my calf.

«Yeah, bitch! Cum, cum! Cum for your muscle momma!» I thought, and my bitch…

‘Aaaaaaaheee!!!’ She yelped!

In Victoria, the cunt explosions became ever more violent.

‘Aaaahee, aaahe, aaaahh!!! This tongue is a penis, ooaaahhh!!!’

And this penis, in fact, kept stimulating her G-spot like no other penis ever would.

Brutally and quickly, I took my tongue out of her.

‘Aaaaheee…!!!’

I closed my eyes and prepared for her cunt’s geyser explosion!

‘Aaahee, aaaahee…’

Spluuurrssshhh!!! Like five water cannons concentrated there, my girl’s pussy exploded. I held her by the waist with dexterity and… vuuush!! I turned her body back to a normal position, with her head up and her breasts turned to Paola.

‘Aaaahee!!! Aaaahee, aaaaahee!!!’

Her eyes shone impeccably. I kissed her. Oh!! The heat which invaded me was indescribable!

‘Oooaarhhh!!!’

I felt her writhing and squirting even harder, grabbing my hair and kissing me back.

‘You’re a fucking goddess, damn it!!!’

While we kissed, I aimed Victoria’s cunt at Paola, bathing her under the juices my little girl came so copiously.

Bloooorrsssh, bloorrrssh, bloorrssh, blaaarrrsshh…!!! Paola’s body was basically drowned in spunk!

‘Oooaaheem!!! Oooaaheeemm!!!’

A little playful, Paola decided to wash her hairs with that nectar, combing and shaking them as if the gel-like torrents were shampoo.

My fingers went deep into Victoria’s cunt, pressing against her G-spot… once again! She came so fast I seemed to have access to a button of instantaneous orgasms in her.

Blooorrsssh, blooorrrssh, blooorrsshh!!! The two girls were about to faint… but I wouldn’t let that happen so soon.

‘Nah, bitches!’

‘Aaaahee…!!!’

Squeezing Victoria’s waist, I began to squat down slowly, bringing her closer to Paola.

‘I want you to drink Victoria, alright?’ I said to the redhead, who could only answer with moans:

‘Aaaaahee… ooooh, aaaaahee!!’ Squatting lower and lower, making my magnificent thighs grow thicker than the waists of most girls, I placed Victoria’s cunt on Paola’s mouth, who drank her.

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Gushes as strong as a firetruck’s hose blasted from her cunt.

I too felt Paola squirming and convulsing incredibly hard on my body.

‘Vanessa!! Vanessaaaa-aaahee!!’

My orgasms were so intense they literally crushed my lovers’ organs! It was too much power for their bodies to handle, no matter how big or muscular or ripped or busty or gigantic they were.

‘Oooorrhh, noooo…!!’ She cried. ‘Nooooo…!!!’

Paola writhed more feverishly than ever over my body, announcing she was so close to passing out.

«Sometimes I’ve gotta be careful not to kill my girls with so much spunk!» I thought, all cocky and shit.

At that pace, I swore, my girl was going to shit herself! It was important, therefore, that I made her faint before such an emergency.

I was already tired of her, to be honest. It was time to make her sleep so I could finally focus on who truly mattered.

«Camila! You hot fucking bitch! Don’t you tell me you’re about too make your own girl sleep too!» I thought, looking at the horny, ripped brunette and the blond Victoria squirming on her arms, her eyes swirling so hard I was afriad she was going blind after so many orgasmic convulsions.

The only question remaining was which of us would make our partners pass out first: if I with Paola, or Camila with Victoria.

‘Aaaahee, aaaaaheee, aaaaaaheeemm…!!!’ With her voice much fainted and higher, Victoria left it clear she wasn’t able to withstand that agony…

… for one…

… second…

… longer!

After countless, more violent tremors… bruuum!! She fainted!

‘Ooorrhh…!!!’ Her orgasm kept going on, however, even while she was unconscious.

Camila literally breathed steam through her nostrils. What a fucking horse, she was!

‘Oooorrhh, uuuurrhh!! Oooooaaarrhh!!!’

«Oow, oow, so fucking delicious!!» I thought on the spot, seeing all her muscles flexing in a wall of feminine perfection. ‘Oow, so fucking gorgeous!!’

Even while unconscious, Victoria kept shaking and screaming!

‘Ha, ha, ha!!’ I laughed out loud. ‘Let her go, Camila! Can’t you see you’ve ruined her enough?’

‘Oooorrhh, uuurrhh, uuurrhh!!’ The giantess gave me a naughty look. ‘Yours too, bitch!’

I looked at Paola and indeed saw her threading along her last straw.

‘Oooorrhh… ooaahee…!!!’ Her screams were very shaky and feeble. She really was at the edge of sanity.

One second… two seconds… three seconds… and bluuump!! There! Finally unconscious!

Her body went limp in my arms, like a balloon suddenly losing all its air. Her pussy, however, came even harder on my fingers, as if challenging them: bluuursssh, bluuuurrsssh, sbluuuuurssshh…!!!

Like Priscilla by my back or Victoria besides Camila, Paola would be suffering from orgasm after orgasm, even screaming while unconscious long after I put her to sleep:

‘Ooorrhhh!! Ooooaaaiii!!!’ God knows when her orgasms would subside!