"No, I don't think you're a monster, you've just been through a lot," you tell him.
He doesn't say anything for a few seconds then he snorts, "you lie. I could feel the tension in you as I told that story. You're afraid, I can smell it. You smell just like my prey before I kill them." He leans forward and hovers his jaw just above your head. Globs of saliva fall on your head. He whispers, "you know what I think? I think prey like you want to be eaten, out here all alone so vulnerable. It's just a matter of time before you make a belly happy." He pauses to lick his chops, "would you like to make my belly happy?" Then he licks the top of your head. Your head becomes covered in hot thick saliva. You shake and your body betrays you by pissing the smell of your heat onto his dick. He sniffs the air and chuckles, "or maybe you want to make my cock happy? Or maybe both?" You begin to sob quietly.
He sits back up, "unfortunately for you and me, Madam, I have prior obligations for today. Maybe we can reschedule? No? I know it's a big world but hopefully we will meet again and I can take you up on your dinner date invitation," he laughs. He settles down and says, "come on now, let's get moving."
