Wet Horny Siren Drags Me Into Her Depths

A cold September and a massive ship.

The winds are too strong for the mass of the ship, and the water below is crashing into the belly of the boat, ripping through, sinking. A wet horny siren strays from her pod and swims over to catch a glimpse of human men running in despair. The only man that catches her eyes is the brunette male, with dark locks that fall and meet with his deep-chocolate gaze. He too is in despair, running from either side of the ship sides. A flame awakes below deck and begins to rise, he dives into the water.

Desperately, the wet horny siren searches through the floating debris. The choppiness of the waves has stirred all the matter below, she can’t see a thing. She frantically makes her way to the surface and lets out an ultrasonic hymn which serves as a sonar to see her surroundings better. He’s meters below the ship, and his ankle is caught on the seaweed rooted to the ground. Once she’s below, she uses her razor-sharp scales to release him. Then, the siren cuts through the undertows and currents to reach the nearest cove. She lays the sailor on the ground.

Meeting his unexpected savior, the wet horny siren.

Her beautiful pale face observes him at first. Then, she places her cold dead-like hands on his chest. Next, she uses her healing ability to send a beautiful mystical white light, glowing from within him, to pull out all the water inside. He awakens abruptly, this frightens her and she dives into the blue passionate seductive smoke covered cove, peeking back over at him. A human. How beautiful. His lips are a soft pink, his eyes are dark and bright, and his skin glistens like the sun at dawn. She is mesmerized. Without a further thought, she nears him.

The bold sailor is stunned to see such an odd but godly creature. He tries to speak to the gorgeous wet horny siren, but she doesn’t talk back. He lifts her out of the cove, laying her into the soft-plush sand. Her tail glistens brighter than a million stars only a decade away. It’s all too bright, the sailor looks away. When he turns back at her, she has the pure form, of a woman. Flawless in his eyes, he doesn’t mind the strange scars covering her body. Her eyes are hypnotizing. The horny wet siren holds her arms out towards him.

One last pleasure before the wet horny siren exposes her true form.

Then, the ultimate happens… their bodies touch. As soon as their warm heat comes together, their lips meet. His hands grip her wavy brunette hair, then, he tilts her head to the side and kisses her from her neck down. He leaves no inch untouched. She smells like orchids, and tastes of nectar. Of course, he must rid his manly need of devouring her. Her body scrapes against the cave walls as her cold beautifully plump bottom rocks up and down his cock. The wet horny siren lets him take control, he gives himself to her, filling her.

The wet horny siren cums like the waves crashing against the perching rocks on the cove. She moans and groans and melts within his grip. He lays her softly on the ground, before lying next to her. However, something happens. The beautiful siren begins to form back into her original form. As she looks down at her tail, something comes over her, her eyes begin to glow and fangs appear. Her nails turn long and jagged, then, she grasps the sailor by his ankles and bites into his neck, poisoning him with her toxins. Finally, she drags him into the depths of the ocean, where he is never heard from again.

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