Art Of Pleasure – The Magical Artist

Art Of Pleasure – The Magical Artist

Tonight was a flop. I had a guy over but sent him home. All he did was smoke all my weed and down every bear in my place. What’s worse? Fucking limp motherfucker couldn’t even get his dick up. It was a waste of my time. Since he left, I turned to my art of pleasure. I enjoy drawing all the types of men I would fuck and finger myself to the beautiful drawn men. My head leans back as my right-hand draws, and my left-hand plays with my wet pussy, after drawing his face and hand. As if I had willed it, I felt something in front of me, almost like masculine fingers rubbing up and down my clit. Startled, I looked down to see my drawing had come to life and was now fingering me.

Art Of Pleasure – What Else Can I Do?

As I sat back and watched, my drawing began to pull itself from the page. I scrambled for my pencil and began to draw the rest of him. Fucking hell! My art of pleasure has come to life! Looking at my drawing head to toe, I wondered what else I could do. My words echoed. I began to sketch between his legs. His cock was too big, so I started redesigning my idea of pleasure. As I resketched my pleasure, I found him having donkey-like features to match his massive cock. Once done, my Donkeyboy brayed as he threw his hooves over my shoulder, pounding me hard. I could feel his thick cock burying deep inside me. As donkey boy finished, I collapsed to the ground.

Fucking A Beast – Art Of Pleasure

No more than 20 minutes have passed; my pussy is flooding with sketchy seamen left by my art of pleasure. I looked up to see my donkey still sitting there, his cock still hard as a rock. This is what I needed! A chance to do and fuck whatever I want! As I began to think of what I wanted next, my Donkeyboy started to change his shape. Curious, I thought a werewolf master watched. As my donkey boy changed, the werewolf master darted straight for me. I tried to scream at first, but he dug his claws deep into me and kept pounding my pussy like a beast. My tits swayed as Master crashed into me. His growls made my pussy drip with ecstasy.

Let’s Get Crazy!

Sketch master used my pussy till he drained every drop of his sketchy seed inside me. I collapsed for a brief moment. As I sat up, I thought to myself; I wondered what a Porunga sketch would be like—barely a second had passed when my art of pleasure once again began to resketch itself. I watched in awe as it grew large; sketched scales covered his body. His growl was low as he ascended higher than my sealing. His cock was so massive! I could not believe my eyes. I could hear sketched Porunga lowly belch out a scoff. His arms grabbed me to raise me on his giant monster dick. My eyes grew wide as my pussy grew excited.

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