oh, the horror! to become the plaything of a she-demon. what putrid ecstacy is this, to be covered head to toe in this foul-smelling viscous secretion, forced bodily with giant talons into the hot and slimy orifice of a bitch spawn from the netherworld? where upon the first entrance my nose was crushed, my hair torn from its roots, my skin stretched and pulled by the friction of it. on subsequent insertions, i was nearly drowned in the blistering lava of her brute essence, nearly suffocated by the soft but crushing channel to her most intimate being. my legs were soon broken, the bones snapping like light twigs in a vicious whirlwind of lust. my eyes ceased to see, stung blind by the salty waves of damnation that poured from her core with every thrust. as my pores are clogged and my soul drenched by her passionate hunger, my spirit cries out for its own release; may sweet death quickly deliver me from this repulsive torment.