>You thought it maybe harsh but you needed evidence
>That morning you had presented him plantaines, hamsteak and biscuits
>You had slunk out after making it of course
>The plantaines were the hard part
>You were glad no one saw La Coca trying to scale a fruit tree last night
>Fell right on your ass
>After he left you grabbed a camera phone from the children
>It was their mama's they had swiped
>You found the pictures you needed and hit send right befkre he came home
>It would hit hard but he needed to know
>True enough he came home in a slump
>His goddamn wife STILL hadn't come home
>You had asked the oldest nino to leave with his brothers for the night to a friend's
>He had no idea why but you told him it was for the best
>They even left a note to make sure
>The man was sullen
>Maybe you shouldnt have done this
>In her nightie, somehow stuffed in the bedroom closet you were frowning
>You might have broken him
>He sat there on the bed lokking at his wedding photo
>It was about an hour when he finally moved for the pistol in the nightstand
>Pressing it to his temple, he closed his eyes
>No doubt he had thought of this before
>Before he fired you made a move
>Bursting out of the closet, your hand covered the barrel and lifted it up
>Right as the gun went off
>That… was not a good feeling in your hand
>Thick skin or no
>You just grit your teeth and bore it
>The look on his eyes was terror
>Couldn't really blame him, you would change that though
>You pulled the gun from his hand and looked him in the eye
>Sure you towered over him by at least a foot and took a gunshot like it was nothing but you wanted to show him you come be more than intimidation
>"Im sorry for being too honest. I mean your wife wasn't and I'll be honest, you deserve better."
>Your clawed fingers gingerly reached out and cupped his chin
>He was racked with fear but at least he wasn't running
>"The ninos, they told you about me before. Bet you didn't expect Coca to be cooking your meals, let alone barely fitting in your wife's clothes"
>His eyes did start roaming
>A welcome sight
>"I want you. Right here, right now. I want to be your wife, I want those ninos to be my ninos. If your wife says a damn thing I'll beat her with the man she's fucking."
>You pounced on him and kissed him hard
>You broke it and in a low growl whispered out "Mine" as your hands explored him
>Since his fear had subsided, obvious from the bulge forming against you, you figured something was working
>"But why?" he asked out
>"I have nothing. I'm a river monster that leaps out at children. That whore has everything I need and doesn't appreciate it."
>His questions were stifled as you kissed along his neck tenderly
>He groped at your bosom, feeling the small tits in his hands
>True you weren't impressive there
>You hoped he was more an ass man
>Months of waiting and you couldn't hold out
>You tore his pants down
>Eight inches
>His wife was a fucking moron
>Slipping down on it was the best feeling of your life
>You relished in the look in his eyes as he was squeezed tight
>You were like a heavy scaled blanket drapped over him
>Then your powerful hips got to work
>Bouncing down on his dick was amazing, everything you had hoped for
>His fingers digging into your as felt good too
>Your tail knocked over the nightstand in the excitement
>Claws dug into the mattress as his cock delved deep into your virgin hole
>Its true, you were being deflowered by a powerful man and you were on cloud nine
>His dick plunged in and out thanks to your rythym
>The fat cockhead hitting a spot you'd never felt touched before
>With a final thrust he drove you over the edge, making you shake
>That first orgasm rocked you
>Changed your whole world
>He wasnt finished though
>Pulling off was strange, the vacancy an disappointment
>However before he came you got to show off two crocidilain traits you figured he would like
>Holding your breath for long nice long deepthroating sessions and a massaging throat that was meant to pull prey back into the mouth
>What you awoke to the next morning wasnt as fun
>His wife, a combo of anger and fear on her face
>You hissed at her while clutching him tight
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