They warn you about stumbling into my web. He came anyway. Most men do once they catch a glimpse of me — rhinestones glittering on my skin, legs for days (eight of them, technically), and a smile that says I’m hungry and craving you. I Abby Rose put on a little show while he crept closer, touching myself in plain view. When he woke wrapped in silk, he didn’t struggle — just stared up at me, confused. I circled him slowly, licking and teasing every inch, then worked his thick cock free of the webbing. So big. So meaty. I asked if he was ready to be devoured.
I took my time feeding — sucking him deep, riding his face, then climbing on to fuck him right there in my web until he was shaking. His final offering painted all over my pretty face. Delicious. Lucky for him, this spider queen likes to keep her favorites alive.
