you'd think an angel girl wouldn't lose her composure so easily. so proper and refined. carefully preened wings and delicately placed halo.
it only takes a little tho. snaring one ankle with a tentacle. watching her tumble over. and before you know it you're on top of her. and she's a total mess.
you'll catch her before she lands. suspended in your tendrils. but the feeling of groping tentacles surrounding her and holding her aloft is almost too much in itself.
feeling over her pretty face, curves, back. brushing up against her wings and feeling her shudder beneath you. rubbing soft circles around their base and gently stroking her feathers, feeling her cock throb against your tentacles.
once she's that sensitive from your touch you can wrap a tentacle tight around her cock. press right up behind her. throb against her hole. and run fingernails softly down her back, seeing if such a heavenly creature can even take any pain.
but when she's fallen down to your level it's inevitable. she'll take far more than she even expected. claws gripping and scratching. teeth biting. thick tentacle cock working its way inside her, leaving a clutch of eggs in her tight hole.
it's maybe only the second or third time where you actually notice her cumming. worked up into such a frenzy as this. hearing her beg for relief. and by that point you'll have gotten what you wanted, proven your point. so you'll happily set her down, curling up on the bed next to her and pulling her close. "three? that's good. but we can go for more next time".










