Dave woke up to find Lara standing over him. She had set one foot on top of the torso-like thickness of his cock, and was tapping it with faux impatience.
"Who said you could fall unconscious?" she said. A wry smile was curling on her lips. Dave knew that smile. Lara got dangerous when that smile was on display. Not bad, as such, but dangerous. This could be fun if he played his cards right.
"I'm sorry, honey, it was my first time with an anaconda between my legs." Her smile took on a more pleasant, though still perverted cast. She threw her leg over his cock and knelt down before lying on top of it like it was a long, veiny body pillow.
"Well, I guess I could forgive you," she cooed as she leaned down and kissed its bulk, "but I'm going to have to punish you first."
Dave couldn't tell if he was going to faint in horror or explode in arousal. The stiffening of his dick was beginning to lift Lara into the air. "What are you going to do to me?"
"Oh, what to do, what to do. I think I'll type in..."
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