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“I love that part so much!” I purred. “The way his knot pulls against my entrance as he's thrusting! Holding him inside so he can't pull away!” I shuddered with arousal, imagining just how I knew it felt as I watched it happening to my own mother instead. “You should play with your clitty, Mom,” I told her. “Brucie's way faster to cum than Daddy is—you probably won't be able to get off on the fucking alone, not unless you help yourself out. In fact...” I thought about it, then moved to act, resting my palm on her mound and using the tips of my fingers to tickle her clit. “Actually, never mind; I'll do it for you this time. You just concentrate on how good it all feels, and try to let yourself cum!”

“Thank you, Rachel,” I gasped, blushing brightly in embarrassment, my too-sensitive dick still held tightly in her hand. I knew I'd just end up saying it anyways, if she had to go back to squeezing my balls again, so I might as well just give her what she wanted without complaint, and save myself the pain. “Thank you for making me cum with your huge, amazing cock!”

The ref tried to intervene, but Cain impaled Thera on his horn and then ripped her in half with it like it was a knife. He held the two halves of her shredded corpse, letting her blood pour down onto his face and paint him red, all while he continued to scream in a berserker’s euphoria. Once the crimson spray had slowed, he tossed Thera aside and pointed to the crowd.