Bill Dungsroman wrote:

He finds a willing girl with nice tits and a big round AYUSS who Keigels all over his penis, and this is how things end up. Wait until he bags his next victim, a decrepit hag who punches him in the face after he collapses on her after 5 minutes and they bonk heads. She won't cum either, but she won't fake it. And he won't even stay hard after once, because her gaping snatch will feel like he's fucking a gopher hole.

Can I please fuck Cassandra next? Can you imagine being the follow-up to that act? Whoever fucks her next is going to feel like God. Requirements:

-Being able to physically copulate for more than three minutes at a time. 3 minutes, guys.
-Enjoying her responsive pussy instead of being ridiculously horrified by it.
-Having a life that is better than living in a small bedroom with your brother and doing nothing ever.
-Keeping your big flappy mouth shut about it for at least, like 2 days and not being an unintentionally hilarious crazy fruitcake about it.
-Don't make fun of her dead friend who committed suicide. I GUESS IT BEARS MENTIONING.

So, I guess Creexul can console himself with the fact that he's going to make SOME LUCKY MAN very happy by proxy.

I've wondered what Creexul's Achilles Heel was. Really, I should have known it was pussy. Obvious answer, just didn't seem to apply to him in anything but theroetical incidents.