Garfield rammed his 50 foot feline cock in Jon’s awaiting asshole, which elicited a moan of pleasure from his owner. “Harder Garfie,” Jon groaned, panting slightly. “You got it Jon,” grunted Garfield. He took a rough hold of Jon’s hips and slammed into him, his barbed cock slicing up the insides of Jon’s rectum. “FUCK! Like that Garfie!” Jon screeched, his bleeding asshole contracting. “You like that Jonny-boy?” Garfield asked Jon as he slowly shattered Jon’s pelvis. “Oh my god, Garfie, I didn’t cat cock could be so scrum-diddly-umptious!” Jon yelled as Garfield’s mega-phallus wreaked havoc on his rectum. Garfield slammed his uber-penis deeper and harder than he thought possible, pushing the limits of Jon’s feeble, weak body. “Tear me up like one of your cat toys baby boy!” Jon was now erect, his cock dripping with cum. “I’m cumming, Jon!” Garfield released himself inside of Jon, filling him up like how Jon fills Garfield with lasagna, Jon now just a lifeless, cum-filled, bleeding, pile of bones and skin. “Next time I won’t be so rough,” Garfield cooed as he kissed Jon’s cheek and tickled his scrunched up scrotum.