He turned, lunging at Angela. XXX The Minotaur drove his horns down, pinning them to the ground on the other side of Thrak, snorting, bellowing. And those thin slivers hardly did more than enrage him. His massive cock, bigger than I had witnessed on the centaur in the Doge’s palace, dangled before him, his balls bigger than my fists. My weapon would be as ineffective as Minx’s daggers. She had somehow taken every inch of his dick and was in ecstasy. I crawled nearer, ignoring the pain. He had embraced the darkness. My breathing eased. “Let’s give you something to distract you from your grief,” he said. I staggered, staring down at my naked breasts. I had to keep fighting.
