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Gorgon

Date: 11/14/2014, Categories: Fetish, Author: dhc0005, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

have smiles on their faces and seem to be at peace. The craftsmanship is incredible. Detailed quite well. She must've been an artist of great talent with sculpting. She slithers around the podium that holds the orb and lies down on her crossed arms watching me. From what I can tell there is a distance factor to be turned to stone. Plans run through my head, but no matter what, it seems it ends with some bl**dy fight. Still, she waits, that, and it's almost erotic at how her body moves harmonically, and the hair slithers in a protective manner rather a hostile one. Her breathing is steady and her eyes fixate on my whole being instead of parts. Even from this distance I find myself drawn to her. She lifts her upper body and locks her arms. She shakes a bit and again my cock throbs. She goes back to her lying position. She was stretching; just stretching made me want to bed her. Her tail stands up in the air and her backside kind of rises up. She sways it back and forth. She seems so bored; pretty human for a monster. Then perhaps a smile crosses her face? I wave back for manners sake. I don't know what to do at all. I place a hand on one of the statues and I feel ridges. I take a closer look and it appears to be writing. I read it and it is like a riddle. I look back and she hasn't moved an inch. She must've written this. All the statues have writing on them. She even may have placed them in a design, sort of like a garden. "Poseidon, you have taken such talent from this ... bleak world and all for your selfish perverseness." I say out loud. Hearing that name must've really hit hard because she rises and charges towards me. She stops in front of me barely an inch. She saw my swords pointed at her. She would've fell on them if she'd kept going. Surprisingly, I haven't turned to stone so it must be controlled then. Makes sense since the other men are stone in their peculiar positions. She slithers back a bit and I aim my swords downward. She circles me and I keep in-tuned with her circumference. She doesn't lag behind herself at all, and her frame is actually more toned than it looks. Her breasts exude outwardly in rhythm with her movement. Her hair still hasn't show signs of hostility. I can't do this dance forever because I have no clue about an exit. I try to make a run for the orb and she chases. She is quite fast for her large size, and nimble. She passes me and again gets in her lying down position. She is playing with me. Quite well I should add. I sheathe my swords and drop my armory. "Come at me." I try to bait her and she looks at me with a bored look. Ok then, "Poseidon." I said again. She snarls. "Yes, Poseidon. The great god of the seas and storms." I continue to lure. She rises up and with rage building inside. "The mighty god who makes maidens his playthings." She grips a statue and crushes it with ease. She slithers down the steps and her long hair spikes with stiffness. The snakes hiss with aggressiveness. "Yes, a god that doesn't get ...