The frog girl leered perversely at your cute, shivering face, which she softly held in her slimy hands. She had a lot of plans for you...it wasn't often that anyone had the opportunity to meet an angel. To corrupt one? Almost unheard of. She could just imagine the tales of Aya, the lowly frog girl, whose charms were so great, she could seduce one of the prized pawns that the holy man worshiped...
You were breaking. Something about being held so intimately, so lovingly, flicked a switch in your mind. You could still feel the sticky saliva of the frog girl's tongue, chilling your skin in the light breeze. You wanted, no you needed more!
Eyes lidded, you raise your arms and tackle the monster girl to the ground, taking her by surprise. She yelps, opening her mouth and you take the perfect opportunity to smash your lips against hers, slipping your tongue inside. She tries to gasp, surprised by your sudden forwardness, but you block the way, greedily sucking on her massive, hot, sticky tongue. You both moan, consumed by desire. Aya thrashes; she was desperate to be on top, ashamed that she was caught off guard, but you held her firmly to the grass, holding hands with her, keeping her helpless to your sensual onslaught.
After some time, you break the intense, arousing kiss, lifting your head slightly. You look at your captor with the same lustful stare she gave you mere minutes ago. Both of you huffed, out of breath, focused entirely on each other. Not letting go of her, you close the gap, pressing your lips to her cheek. Then again, slightly lower this time. She twitches in pleasure. Taking this as a sign of consent, your pepper her with kisses, trailing down her face, her neck, her collarbone, and all the way to her soft, slick bust. Her tits were small, yet perky, fitting the rest of her lithe form like a glove. You were utterly fixated on her tiny, sensitive nipples, which stuck out noticeably. Your hot, wanting breaths blew over them, making Aya shudder.
"P-please be gentle with t-them, t-they're very sensitive..." she trails off submissively, having lost her previous confidence the second you sucked tongue with her. She felt terribly humiliated at first, with how weak you seemed to be, but that all soon disappeared as your soothing actions almost...hypnotized her.
You smile tenderly at her, then quickly resume your assault. Pressing your mouth to a nipple, you softly begin to suck, swiping your tongue at the hard tip. Aya shudders, groaning softly at having her breasts played with. The other frog girls frequently teased her about her insignificant rack, saying that the only thing she had that could bring in a man was her tongue, and even that left something to be desired. But now, she was being desired, and even if it meant being dominated like this, she felt a fluttering feeling well up in her chest...
You continued to lovingly service Aya's breasts, pecking them, rubbing them, licking them, until she was practically mewling. Satisfied for now, you shift off of her and look over her trembling body. Her lower lips were right out in the open, tempting your mind. You felt no shame at your newfound lust, and so you stared, drooling at her wet, presenting cunt. You...really want to skip to the finale, but as you trace her form with your eyes, those slimy, froggy toes beckoned to you, too. Maybe you could have her stick them in your face as you scissor her? But it'd be nice to let this go on for a little longer, at least. You don't really know what to do...
Sighing, you work out a decision in your mind.
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