Posted at 6:57 am on Nov 24, 2016 by:
Red Spyder (Guardian of Wickedness)
I thought about it and you know what? A warm, wet spot is a warm, wet spot! Even if it pinches. (MA)
Red turned to face Charon to answer her question and the monster beef unexpectedly jumped towards her, forcing her to jump back in disgust.
"RED!" Charon shouted as the beef squirmed around in his big hands, the throbbing head splitting open at the tip to release a massive drop of pre-cum. "Quit pointing that... THING at me!"
She was ready to put a few extra holes in it he didn't. It seemed to only grow too at the sight of her, bringing her to take a couple more big steps back, just in case.
"It's just a penis, Charon!" Red said as he tried to get it under some control. "Everyone has one!"
"... Huh?!" Charon responded, raising an eyebrow as she lowered her weapon due to Red turning away from her. "No they don't! For someone who has both fucked and dissected countless people, I'd think you'd realize that not everyone has a penis!"
"Yes they do!" Red argued. "I've fucked and dissected plenty of hookers who had a penis!"
The monster beef squirmed and spurted more at the mere mention of hookers. Charon had no response that time. It was probably for the best. Even with the world falling apart, the Guardian of Wickedness was as vile as ever. The less she knew about his sex life, the better.
"Hey, you aren't going to tell Angel about the hookers I fucked while I thought she was dead, are you?" Red asked, Charon flinching when he started to turn around again, fortunately only standing sideways. "I mean, how was I to know she was still alive? Everyone thought she was dead! And well, I do care about her. If I'd known, I would have stuck with internet porn."
"Uh... better get to drawing out Aeean," Charon answered, not too worried about who Red fucked while they thought Angel was dead at that moment.
"Right!" Red said, stroking the beef enthusiastically, more pre-cum dripping out, its veins bulging. "Let's GO!"
At that, Red took off. Or rather, the monster beef seemed to take off, dragging Red along like he was walking a dog more powerful than him. The pre-cum continued oozing, leaving a slime trail behind him and as the beef's head bobbed around, Charon could have sworn she heard it sniffing the ground like a bloodhound.
I thought about it and you know what? A warm, wet spot is a warm, wet spot! Even if it pinches. (MA) - Red Spyder (Guardian of Wickedness) - 6:57:17 AM on 11/24/2016
