A rampaging macro dragon is seduced by a micro who lusts to be crushed under his foot, wriggling and squirming into the throes of orgasmic bliss…
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Sammy could barely breathe, lost in the moment, the dragon towering above him, letting the micro drake wriggle weakly under his toes. The sixty-foot tall dragon was about three times the size of a London red bus, if they were laid end to end, comparing them to his height, and yet Sammy could not have thought of anywhere else at all that he would have wanted to be, panting and groaning, his cock hard.
It was hard to see him under the glory of the red and black beast who had been rampaging until the promise of something more delectable, though Rashad was not the type of dragon to cause any harm. He just needed some fun. And, sometimes, that fun came in the form of a tiny dragon, a micro to him, who just wanted to get off too, a little fun that served them both. It didn’t matter to either of them as Rashad glared down, mischief in his yellow eyes, that they were out in public, in the middle of the street, only that they got what they needed.