He pulls out just enough for me to feel the stretch as his c**k drags along every raw, hypersensitive nerve.
I choke on a moan. My head drops back, eyes rolling.
He rubs it against me, not forcing it—yet—but letting me feel what’s coming.
"I’m going to f**k that pretty little cunt until it swells around me," he growls. "Until your belly’s full and your p***y’s leaking down your thighs for days."
My orgasm hits like a scream.
Clenching around him, soaking him, hips jerking as my body gives in—wild, helpless, drenched in heat.
And he doesn’t stop.
He pulls my hips down hard, rutting up into me with a pace that promises only one thing.
"You asked for this," he snarls again, tongue dragging up my neck as his c**k presses harder against my p***y.
"Now take it."
He buries himself deep
