*10 Inch straight to my heart #2*
"P—Please be gentle. I'm so scared…."
"I will be gentle, don't worry, Jean," Matthew said.
Jean could sense a maliciousness in there, but he didn't dare to confront Matthew about it, in fear that Matthew might do something out of spite or rage.
Jean was at Monster Matthew's mercy right now. The cold Monster, with his cold hands, used some type of magic to lubricate his fingers. After he continued poking for a while, Matthew started thrusting with his index.
"Hiiii!" Jean shrieked out of reflex. The cold and long finger thrust inside his chrysanthemum, and the inside of his meat immediately throbbed, sucking the finger deeper.
"Uu… so cold…." Jean whimpered, trying to get used to this uncomfortable feeling inside him.
