There is a tale that the Jolly Mon tells. You don't know if it true...but you love it so well. And here is the tale. Oh The Jolly Mon.. Some view him and see a large creature with a big barrel chest and broad shoulders, and think; “He’s not my type.” Or “There’s nothing special.” And they run away (the unlucky ones). Others see a gentle giant of a man, and they respond to his correspondence. And when he invites to move forward they get scared and hide from him (the foolish ones). Then there is those few, the lucky ones who venture further. They make plans for an intimate encounter. She thinks; he’s polite, educated and successful what harm could come of it (oh if she only knew what was about to come). She opens the door and lets Jolly Mon enter into her den. Still think he is just a gentle giant. Jolly Mon kisses her deep and passionately. Their tongues intertwined like serpents during mating. Jolly Mon pulls back and kiss her lips gently, brushing her hair back to expose his victims neck. Jolly Mon gently starts kissing her neck, turning her around so he can better get at the soft flesh. Without realizing it Jolly Mon has her shirt unbutton and caressing her breast. So moans and moves closer to him. He moves his hand down between her legs and she starts to feel hot. She decides to reward Jolly Mon. She turns around and slides down and pulls out his manly shaft. She feels Jolly Mon tense, he moans. She knows what’s about is going to happen next. As Jolly Mon releases his hot thick load to back of her throat she is please. Unaware the she has just released the bonds that held Jolly Mon. He smiles knowing what is about to come next. As she stands, she smiles thinking she has satisfied this man the calls himself: Jolly Mon He kisses her softly and whispers in her ear; “Now it’s your turn.”, then leads her to his layer. As she lays there naked he tenderly caresses and kisses her as he moves to prey.

My Ideal Person She looks up him smiles and notices the stare from his hazel eyes as he plays with her spot like a cat playing mouse just before it rips it throat.
She feels that wonderful feeling coming over her body. She thinks; Yes, but why so quickly. She tenses as she knows what is about to come next. She sighs as her body release all of her built up tension, releasing a flood of her wonderful love elixir.
The Jolly Mon can feel her warm fluids on his hand, and smell the sweetness from her in the air. He know now is time to move in for the kill.
He moves up to kiss her softly, never releasing his grip on the spot. He then kisses down to orifice that released the intoxicating fluids. He gently kisses on her swollen pearl of her body, giving a false sense safety. As he starts sucking on her his massaging becomes harder and faster, he starts sucking more powerfully. She starting to feel her body starting to tense again. But this time the intensity is greater, like a feeling she hasn't felt in so long. The pressures in her body become so great that they force her to lift her back from the bed, but Jolly Mon won’t stop. She releases her tension once again, but this time the sensation that runs through body forces her body to jerk uncontrollably. But Jolly Mon won’t stop.
Oh no this has just made Jolly Mon enlighten. He now focuses all of his efforts on destroying his prey. He attacks like wolves on injured young elk in winter. She tries to close her legs to save her body. But it no use, he slides his broad shoulders between her legs. She begs for mercy as she grabs his hair and pushes him tighter. He continues unmercifully tearing her up. She once again feels that wonderful tension fill her body. She afraid she will not be able to control it this time, and she doesn't. As her body surrenders she wrenches uncontrollably. The sweat rolling down off her body glistens. She feels as if she is about to pass out.