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Added 2024-09-28 06:23:25 +0000 UTCAnd then, without warning, the tongue grew more eager, its girth increasing as it pushed into the folds of her sex. Lara's eyes flew open, her pupils dilating with shock and arousal as she felt the creature's tongue begin to probe her depths. It was a sensation that was both terrifying and exhilarating, a violation that seemed to be claiming her very soul. The creature's movements grew more urgent, its tongue sliding deeper into her pussy, filling her completely.
"Oh, God," she whispered, her voice a hoarse moan that echoed through the cavern. She tried to stifle the sound, biting down on her lip until her lip became numb. But the pleasure was too intense, the sensation of the creature's tongue invading her most intimate spaces was too overwhelming to keep hidden. Her body was a traitor, writhing and bucking against the creature's attentions despite her mind's screams of protest.
Her sex grew more sensitive and wet with each stroke, the slickness of her arousal mingling with the sticky residue of the venom that coated her skin. Her clit was a swollen bud, begging for release from the constant torment of the spider's attentions. The creature's tongue moved with a precision that seemed to know every secret of her body, every sensitive spot that could be exploited for maximum pleasure. It was a masterful performance, one that left her trembling and exposed.
With the tiny spider still continuously sucking her nipple, intensifying her pleasure and now causing her nipple to be red and swollen with arousal, Lara's body was on the edge of a cliff, torn between the horror of the situation and the undeniable response of her own flesh. The sight of the creature's fangs, clinched onto her tender flesh, was a stark reminder of the danger she was in, yet her body betrayed her with every gasp and tremble. Her areola was now a darker shade of pink, the skin stretched tight around the base of the spider's fangs, which remained lodged firmly in her nipple.
