Henry vs. Archangel Giga Bimbo

I moaned and drank deep of her milk, the taste delicious and refreshing as I kept cumming, totally smitten. "Then do it, let me be yours, and be mine, I can make more of those aphrodisiacs you like, and stamina potions and healing ones too, we could be set up for life!" Henry was desperate for her to say yes, to take him as her personal mate, she felt so good, no one else could compare... He needed this woman, he was fully and hopelessly addicted.

"An angel can not be tied down so easily." She said sadly as she began to smother him with her giant tits.

Henry moaned in bliss. "What do we hafta do? I'll do it, just let me keep feeling your touch, mistress." He couldn't lose this, this pleasure was too great, he needed to feel it more.

"You need to resist." She told him as she squeeze his head between her massive boobs. "But it's too late for that, isn't it?"

Henry heard her words and immediately began to fight, trying his damndest to put on a show for the lady who had him smitten, struggling to get free and to his cart. "No such thing as too late, love!"

"I'm flattered." the angel said sincerely, "but it's futile." To emphasis her point, her lipgina sucked the last of his sperm out of his manhood.

Henry, who had been so smitten, sighed in defeat. "I uh... I guess I hafta be able to fight worth a damn if I ever wanna see you again, huh?" He oddly enough seemed wholly unperterbed by this. "Then I swear, on my life, that I'll train up and become a fighter that you can fight and be proud to call a mate!" He stopped fighting, and let her do as she pleased, his resolve to, in this life or the next, become a fighter worth admiration, burning brightly in his chest.

"I look forward to that day." The angel said before her tits smothered him unconscious.


When Henry came to it was evening. Looking around, he saw his bodyguard struggling to stand.