Lucky for you, you already knew about pleasure island; and how they
turned those gave in to temptation into animals.
Before going to the island to begin your sexual adventure, you visited
an old friend, a witch named Angela, who cast spells on you to prevent
any kind of transformations.
Looking down between your legs, the Minotaur's cock pounding your
slit,
you see the black patch slowly fade, reverting back to the pure white
flesh you know is yours.
Flipping onto your back, you give yourself to this pleasure, your
orgasm rising like a white hot tide.
"Ahhhhhgoddd oh oh oh ohhhhhhhhh!" you scream, bucking against him,
making him impale you even faster. His own snorted moans tell that he
was in just as much pleasure as you are.
Your juices coat his shaft, making it all the easier for him to fuck
you, thrust by incredible thrust pushing up against your cervix.
You feel your orgasm reach a boiling point, and your mind shrinks down
to a white hot point of pure pleasure.
"Come On Minotaur!" you scream,"Cum in Me!"
His grunts get louder, his thrusts get faster, bouncing you like a
ragdoll, until, with one final thrust, he cums, his bellowing like
thunder.
You are not ready for the onslaught of jets of sperm entering your
body. It feels like a small fist hitting your insides.
Each squirt brings your orgasm even higher, and each contributes some
more sperm to the stock.
You scream and scream and scream, as the greatest orgasm of your life
rips through you like a twister. You trash and grind against the
massive cock of the minotaur, still pumping into you.
With one final squirt, he pulls out of you, dripping your combined
juices over your belly. With a moan and a grumble, the minotaur
stumbles over to a bed, where he drops down heavily. Within no time he
is snoring heavily.
Still trembling from the greatest orgasm of your life, you lay down
and think to yourself; "Now what to fuck next?"