Roxanne Wolf FNAF compilation – volume 4 [FNAF]

In the neon-drenched, pixelated world of Freddy Fazbear’s, Roxanne Wolf prowled, her mechanical eyes glowing with a mix of circuits and lust. Her fur, a shimmering metallic midnight blue, rippled with each sultry step, the air thick with the scent of ozone and pheromones. She cornered me in the abandoned arcade, her tail coiling around my waist, pulling me close. Her mouth, a twisted fusion of metal and wet flesh, whispered filthy promises into my ear. “Tonight, you’re mine to play with,” she growled, her breath hot against my skin. Her hands, claws extended, traced the line of my jaw before ripping open my shirt, the buttons scattering like tiny, forgotten secrets. Her tongue, long and forked, snaked out, licking the sweat from my chest, her eyes never leaving mine. She bit down on my nipple, hard enough to draw blood, her tail squeezing tighter, her hips grinding against mine. I could feel her, hot and slick, even through her mechanical exterior, her body a symphony of cold metal and burning heat.

Roxanne’s eyes flashed as she forced me to the ground, her claws leaving bloody trails down my chest. She straddled me, her hips rolling in a hypnotic rhythm, her tail wrapping around my cock, stroking it with a cold, metallic grip. She leaned down, her breath hot on my face, her eyes wild. “You like that, don’t you?” she purred, her voice a low, guttural growl. “You like being played with, don’t you?” Her tail tightened, her hips rolling faster, her claws digging into my shoulders. She bit down on my lip, her tongue exploring my mouth, tasting the coppery tang of blood. She sat up, her hands gripping my wrists, pinning them above my head. She reached down, her fingers wrapping around my cock, guiding it to her entrance. She was tight, impossibly so, her body stretching to accommodate me, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy. She rode me, her hips moving in a frenzied dance, her tail wrapped around my cock, stroking it in time with her movements. Her body glitched, her form flickering like a broken VHS tape, her eyes glowing brighter, her moans echoing through the arcade, a symphony of lust and madness. Her body convulsed, her fluids dripping down my cock, her tail squeezing tighter, milking me for every last drop. She collapsed on top of me, her body shuddering, her breath ragged, her eyes glowing softly in the darkness.