Your mind fills with obscene and corrupted fantasies as you behold the defeated creature lying before you. Leaning forward to get a closer look, your thoughts wander, and you find yourself wondering what you could do to her extremely flexible body. Unable to contain your undying lust, you remove your full-body chainmail and lay on top of her, rapidly moving your hands across her scaly form in a hunt for her pussy. The snakewoman struggles weakly beneath you, but you easily pin her to the ground. Her tail thrashes in the sand as you locate the mound of scales covering her nether-lips. You open it roughly and shove your fingers in, smiling at her cries of denial. To put an end to her complaints, you suddenly move forward and drive your nubby shaft inside her all at once, not caring whether it fits or not. The lack of lubrication couldn’t bother you less. You can practically taste the incredible sensations of her love-canal as it begins to moisten. Hungering for more, you start to pound the snake woman mercilessly. Shoving your entire length in and out of her abused cunt causes her to whimper and moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure. She responds to your brutality in kind, biting at your shoulder. It takes a few seconds before your arm grows numb, and you realize too late that this little bitch is injecting you with her venom! You pry her off before she can finish, her fangs still dripping with lethal fluid. This fat little worm has gone way too far.
You pause just long enough to force your cock inside, stretching her pussy wide and ramming into her cervix. You receive an immediate reaction as she screams in pain, as if pleading for you to stop. The desperate thrashing and squirming beneath you only serves to drive you onward. Your shoulder starts to burn as the venom seeps into your blood; you need to wrap this up soon, or else you might pass out before you’ve finished.
You try to maintain focus as her tight vagina continually presses around you, bringing you ever closer to orgasm. But your strength is deteriorating, and your erection begins to soften. No! You can’t let that happen! In a magnificent feat of sexual rage, you force yourself to keep accelerating despite your fading consciousness. Just before passing out, you manage to finally cum in an ultimate thrust.
When you awaken, the naga is long gone. All that remains of your encounter is a depression in the landscape.
As you retrieve your clothes, you notice red marks around your chest and arms. It seems that while the naga did have the opportunity to kill you while you were unconscious, she preferred to keep you alive.
You think it would be a very good idea to come to the desert more often.