Once she remembered where she was and who she was, Greta swiped a thumb on her phone and texted her dad to come pick her up. “5 euros!? Sex videos A glob of hot liquid fell between her shoulder blades and left a red streak behind its path down her back. The harder the push, the harder Greta had to clench her teeth to the point where she almost wished her anus and pussy would stop struggling and open the gates wide for the invader. It helped, she was told. “This is so stupid. Greta would have assumed it was drool from a fiery mouth if the dragon’s head wasn’t a hundred meters in front of her. I don’t know how I survived my first full-body penetration and getting pumped with gallons of scalding hot cum, but I have to do it again. She was full to the brim, her smoky breath tasted of well-traveled semen, but this was not enough. It’s the family business and a tradition kept alive for hundreds of years…”
“Yeah, yeah.” The only reason she had climbed up a mountain to fuck a dragon was not to have to hear this speech again.
