Ghost of Culture

I am a pervert. I am such a pervert. Even in death, I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t help myself at all! As a ghost, I am on a mission to spread manly culture throughout this world and the next. Join me on my adventure throughout the multiverse. Read about my endless debauchery. And feel what I feel! Even Gods tremble erotically in my presence and spread their legs to welcome me. Hah! I am such a pervert. And this will be super fun! ************************** This story contains extreme sexual situation and more sexual situations. No one under 18 is allowed.

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Claiming The Red Dragon

Obviously, Mito Scarlet has to break away from the kiss in order to let out that scream. The scream at my abrupt intrusion into her virgin-al passageway.

That sounds about right. Hah!

Like every busty girl taking a good pounding from me, Mito is allowed to be quite vocal about it. Asides from turning me on even more with her beautiful voice, it also gives me the opportunity to tightly grab hold of her lovely waist with both hands, all in order to support myself as I drive my member into her tightness.

Her heavenly tightness. Just so fucking tight, squeezing my hardness as it drawls out the warmness as well as wetness from deep with him her undiscovered depth. Blood too, as that is a clear indication of what had just died all thanks to the awesome weapon that I am packing between my legs.

Booboobooboobs.

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