You give a sigh of relief at hearing your girlfriends voice above you. Some how, knowing that you’re inside someone you trust makes you feel a lot better about your situation. You can trust her and know that you will be safe. So she knows you are inside of her twat, you begin rubbing your arms all over the bumpy tunnel around you. The whole place begins to shake and you go tumbling around inside Angela.
“Mmmmmm, is that my favorite toy I feel,” she says, sounding very happy to feel you. Hearing yourself referred to as a toy makes you frown and experience a bit of fear creep into your mind. Surely, Angela wouldn’t do anything to endanger you or treat you as an object. She’s been with you for years and you’ve placed your life in her hands countless times. This girl has carried you to school for the past two years, there’s no chance in hell that she would start mistreating you.
“Why’d you stop? I was just starting to get turned on. You’d better start getting those hands a moving or you’ll find out what it’s like being my butt plug next.” Oh my God, is that really your girlfriend and love of your life threatening to use you as a rectal toy. You thought she loved you as a person, not some toy to be crammed in and out of her. You no longer feel that security that you once had when you realized that you were inside of Angela. Now you only feel dread about what is going to happen next.
“Angela, what are you doing?” You scream from inside her and get an echo. She probably can’t hear you, but it’s worth a shot. This has to be a big misunderstanding, your sweet Angela would never force you to service her and treat to place you in her dank, dark bottom. Maybe she’s putting those acting lessons to good use and trying role playing out.
“I said start moving, or so God help me, I’ll turn you into mulch with my feet.” Her warning leaves you cold; she had just threatened to crush you. This was no game she was serious. Not wasting another moment, your hands go to work, massaging and stroking the vast walls surrounding you. The moans return, the sides of the pussy begin to tighten around you and drip the clear juices that will lubricate you further in. Your hands become a blur as you try to touch as much of the walls as possible. You’re now hugging the walls, trying to give as much stimulation as possible to Angela so you don’t end up riding up Angel’s Heresy highway.
“That feels nice.” Her moans become louder and you feel her moving. Unsure if she wants you to stop, you continue rubbing yourself all over her insides. The walls rumble and the vibrations throw you around once more. Something is pushing out your pussy prison and you don’t know what. You look up a head and see a blurry shape heading towards you.
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