Look at you, pathetic little worm. Think you can handle a gargoyle? I stroke that desperate cock with my talons. Give it to me. You spurt all over my hands… and stay rock hard.
What the fuck? Now it’s a contest.
My ruby lips wrap around you. You taste so good my stone skin warms. Thoughts go feral… breed me, Sire. You empty your balls down my throat and I’m even hungrier. Still hard? You’re my stallion now. Prepare to be drained.
