[ Fortunately for her? Fortunately for her? FoRtUnAtElY fOr HeR!!!
There's nothing fortunate about it! Her mental permission for being doll-handled only applied if he was going to shove her down on his spike, not for this. Seconds before she feels him shifting, she thinks he surely wouldn't. This isn't going to happen. He isn't going to flail her around like the weirdest, kinkiest puppet ever. But then she's suddenly soaring through the air, the Amazing Flying Monika, embarking on her first solo flight!
This. Jerk!
She squeals as the world goes topsy-turvy, legs kicking wildly around his hand and arm. And, "lucky" for her, all that movement was the last push she needed to give them that last taste of.....romance. Since she's so close to his "ears" now, she claps her hand over her mouth to hold in her screams, her body twitching wildly, legs kicking harder, a spray from her orgasm joining his glow on the floor. The rest trickles down his arm in waves, her screams fading into loud whimpers along with weaker twitches. Her free hand, balled up into a fist, bangs weakly on his shoulder, though she does use it to cling to him every now and then. Mainly being supported by a giant metal hand shoved up your cooch isn't that great at making a girl feel securely in place.
This. JERK!!!
She'll have words soon, after she comes down from this high. Figuratively and literally, apparently! Also, did her panties finally give up and rip? Christ. This mech is determined to break so many things today... ]
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There's nothing fortunate about it! Her mental permission for being doll-handled only applied if he was going to shove her down on his spike, not for this. Seconds before she feels him shifting, she thinks he surely wouldn't. This isn't going to happen. He isn't going to flail her around like the weirdest, kinkiest puppet ever. But then she's suddenly soaring through the air, the Amazing Flying Monika, embarking on her first solo flight!
This. Jerk!
She squeals as the world goes topsy-turvy, legs kicking wildly around his hand and arm. And, "lucky" for her, all that movement was the last push she needed to give them that last taste of.....romance. Since she's so close to his "ears" now, she claps her hand over her mouth to hold in her screams, her body twitching wildly, legs kicking harder, a spray from her orgasm joining his glow on the floor. The rest trickles down his arm in waves, her screams fading into loud whimpers along with weaker twitches. Her free hand, balled up into a fist, bangs weakly on his shoulder, though she does use it to cling to him every now and then. Mainly being supported by a giant metal hand shoved up your cooch isn't that great at making a girl feel securely in place.
This. JERK!!!
She'll have words soon, after she comes down from this high. Figuratively and literally, apparently! Also, did her panties finally give up and rip? Christ. This mech is determined to break so many things today... ]