Machoke was pissed off. Perhaps the vestiges of his pre-puberty self that fought injustice were the trigger. More likely, he didn’t japanese want a pathetic human touching the woman he set out to have. In any case, he came up from behind the grunt, even Anna as the man on the ground watched in shock, and grabbed hold of his right ankle, yanking him away from the almost-naked female by it. The Rocket grunt screamed in horror, but had no chance. The Machoke, whose body big shone from the droplets of seawater, wrapped his legs around the targeted limb, securing an ankle lock. He twisted abruptly with his hands, and the scream of the grunt, combined with the crunch of his ankle caused the Pokémon to ejaculate right there on the spot, shocking the woman he “saved”. He smiled in her direction, and as the grunt rolled around in panic and agony, the humanoid/reptilian Pokémon sat on his back, wasting no time in locking in a quick straight armbar to destroy the right arm and shoulder, producing yet another scream, before he interlocked his fingers around the grunt’s chin, tits applying a camel clutch. He pulled back within a few moments. Many pops and cracks joined into a single, chilling sound that Machoke loved almost more than himself. Letting the head fall down to the ground, he stood up, flexing his biceps and showing himself off to the couple. They were both terrified, but to the deive gesture of the muscular being, the woman responded by taking off the only remaining piece of clothes the grunt had not removed: her panties. Machoke smiled, nodding at the right choice the woman made. He would showcase his sexual skills with women, in which he was absolutely confident. With his porn penis fully hard and ready, barely a minute after cumming to that perfect ankle lock, he knelt between her legs, and used both of his hands to grope at the brunette’s ample breasts, making circular motions as he kneaded both of these. The woman moaned, arching involuntarily into the rock-hard chest of the male Pokémon. He took this as a signal of her gradual submission, and lowered his right hand to finger her pussy. Ignoring the reflex closure of her legs, he kept probing her privates while replacing the arm on her right breast with his mouth and tongue on the nipple. The man beside her, who was actually her husband, could only watch in shame as the Machoke successfully made her scream- in pleasure. As the thick tongue worked its magic on the hardened nipple of the woman, and the blue finger became coated in her juices, clear words of betrayal came out of her mouth: “Y-yes…please…more…you can put it…in…” She was visibly embarrassed, and was on the verge of covering her face with her left hand, but the deed was done. With a nod and a simple “Choke.”, the Pokémon took her up on those words. As he lined up his long dick with her slick folds, he raised the wet finger to her mouth, aiming to push it in. The initial penetration of her vagina caused the woman to moan and open her mouth, which that wet finger plugged. She began sucking almost immediately, which was rewarded by strong, yet slow thrusts, for now. The Machoke massaged her left breast as she sucked on his finger while his mouth sucked on her neck. The intensity and loudness of her moans, even when muffled, pleased the Machoke. Pulling the finger out from her mouth, he actually noticed the woman’s husband was right there, looking away, distraught and humiliated. Poking him with a finger to get his attention, the Pokémon decided to attempt to communicate something. He raised his right thumb up, then slowly rotated it downwards, and ended everything with an interrogative “Ma-choke?” While fucking the woman somewhat faster, he gave her husband a choice of life or death, opening a way out from this embarrassing situation for the outmatched human. Perhaps motivated by his wife’s moans and gasps of pleasure, the husband bit his lip, and sighed. “I will take a quick death…,” he said, and Machoke nodded, and thought up a fancy way to end him. As the woman gasped in shock at those words, the Machoke turned the man around, and pushed him on the ground. While his dick struck against her womb with increasing pace, he wrapped his right arm around the man’s head lifting his head off in a dragon sleeper. It wasn’t fully locked in, so the discomfort of the brunette’s husband would be minimal, until the fatal pull upwards happened. He stared at his near naked daughter, then looked up at his wife. She suspected that she subconsciously knew that the shower would do her more harm than good, that instead of relieving the urge, it would only escalate it. I go to the TV Anna room. Are they?” I ask of Crom and his men. I realised then that pulling down a girl’s pants porn is not tits as straightforward as dacking a boy. “You boys about done back there?” Hank asked as he turned around. "OK slut, lick up your cum until I tell you to stop." “Now, time for my fun.” And she put her mouth over the head of his cock. japanese "Stop crying," I told her soothingly. I drove to my usual parking lot near the expressway. I do. “No,” said Brie, “whatever it big was, it wasn’t my fault, Edward—” she complained.