"Countless people throughout history have tried to predict the end times, thinking they?re always right until they?re not. I?m sure you figured it out though."
They figured he just wanted to be free. I keep quiet about the whole incident. Then they ask me if I want him, now that they got him back, they figure it would be ok.
A little of me must still be there because tears are streaming down my face even though that stupid lustful expression is still on my face. He drops me and readjusts his hold on my hair, he wraps it around like a hair tie and keeps my head up, while another comes and forces my mouth open.
I realize what he's doing as he steps closer, putting his cock to my lips. I try to make wtories body struggle, but the spores still have hold of me.
He slowly enters my mouth, his cock it slicked with my juices, it tastes of me and his minty-basil taste, more subtle than his cum, but still apparent, although there is an extra earthy taste to it. His little hands go to either side of my head to keep himself steady as he starts fucking my face...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑