"On all fours, slut. Show me that ass and those hanging tits," he growled while pulling her by the hips. Lyra obeyed immediately, getting on all fours on the bed, arching her back like a bitch in heat. Her big heavy breasts hung low, swinging heavily beneath her, her hard nipples brushing against the sheets with every breath. Gravity made them even more impressive, two big sacks of soft white flesh swinging, light veins visible under the thin skin.
He positioned himself behind her, spread her round ass cheeks with his thumbs and rubbed his still slick cock against her dripping pussy. With one thrust, he penetrated her again, deeper this time. Lyra let out a long husky moan: "Haaaaaaa… yes… fill me up again…" Her voice was broken, vibrating with pleasure. Kylian grabbed her hips and started pounding her in slow powerful doggy style, each thrust making his pelvis slap against her plump ass.
Lyra's big breasts swung violently back and forth with the impact, almost slapping her own chin. The sound of heavy flesh slapping filled the room in rhythm with his thrusts. He reached a hand underneath, grabbed a hanging breast and kneaded it brutally, his fingers sinking deep into the soft flesh. The hard nipple rolled between his index and thumb, which he pinched and pulled downward as if milking a dairy cow. Lyra moaned louder, head thrown back: "Aaaah! My tits… they are so sensitive… pull on them!"
He sped up the pace, his cock entering and exiting her pussy with obscene wet sounds. Each penetration made her whole body shake, her big tits swinging like pendulums, sweat beading on their underside and dripping onto the sheets. Kylian leaned over her, his chest against her back, and slid both hands underneath to grab her breasts with full palms. He squeezed them hard, kneading them while he continued destroying her, feeling their enormous weight fill his hands, the flesh overflowing between his fingers.
"Fuck they're so heavy… your big slut tits," he murmured in her ear while nibbling her lobe. Lyra answered with a high-pitched and prolonged moan, her ass pushing back to meet his thrusts. "They are yours… knead them… hurt me if you want… haaa!" Her pussy contracted around his cock, hot and slippery, sucking every inch with each withdrawal.
He changed the angle, forcing her to arch her back even more, and took her more vertically. His cock was now rubbing directly against the upper wall of her pussy, hitting that sensitive spot inside. Lyra started trembling, her moans becoming staccato and higher-pitched: "Hiii! There… right there! Your big cock is tearing me apart… aaaah!" Her big breasts hung so low that he could softly slap them from underneath with his free hand, making the heavy flesh bounce in every direction.
Kylian straightened up, grabbed her long hair like reins and pulled her head back while continuing the deep and steady thrusts. Lyra's body was arched to the extreme, her breasts thrust forward, swinging wildly. He released her hair to slap a hanging breast, his palm smacking against the tender flesh. The sharp sound echoed and Lyra cried out in pleasure: "Yes! Again! Slap my big tits!"
He alternated: one hand holding her hip to ram her harder, the other slapping and kneading her tits in turn, which were reddening under the treatment. Sweat flowed between her breasts, making the skin shiny and slippery. He could feel her nipples so hard they seemed ready to burst. Lyra was moaning nonstop now, a continuous stream of "haaa," "aaaah," "harder Master" coming from her husky throat.
He pulled her back so she was almost sitting on his thighs, still impaled on his cock. In this semi-upright position, her big breasts were pressed against her own thighs, crushed and overflowing on the sides. Kylian wrapped his arms around her, grabbing the two enormous masses from underneath and lifting them while making her bounce on his cock. The weight of her tits in his hands was incredible, heavy, warm, trembling with every movement.
"Look at them bouncing… your fucking big melons," he growled while speeding up the bounces. Lyra placed her hands over his, encouraging him to squeeze harder. Her moans were now deeper, almost animalistic: "Hmmmmph! They are so full… I feel everything… your cock so deep… aaaah!" Lyra's pussy was flowing abundantly, her juices running down his shaft and soaking his balls with every descent.
He held her like that for a long moment, making her rise and fall along the full length of his cock, feeling every contraction of her inner walls. Her breasts bounced in his hands, the soft flesh overflowing, nipples rubbing against his palms. He pressed them together, crushed them, stretched them, shook them while fucking her from below.
Then he pushed her forward, put her back on all fours and resumed classic doggy style but wilder, his hips slamming violently against her ass. Lyra's big breasts whipped the air, slapping against each other with every powerful thrust. He grabbed one breast by the nipple, pulling it backward like a handle, which made Lyra arch even more as she screamed in a mix of pleasure and pain: "Aaaah! Yes! Use my tits like that!"
Sweat ran down her back, between her ass cheeks, making every penetration even slicker. Her pussy was swollen, red, tight around his cock that kept entering and exiting without pause. Kylian felt the pressure building but held back, continuing to hammer her, alternating angles to drive her crazy. Lyra was trembling all over, her moans becoming more and more desperate and high-pitched, her big heavy breasts swinging uncontrollably beneath her.
He slid a hand in front to rub her swollen clit while continuing the powerful thrusts, the other hand still busy kneading and slapping her hanging tits. The room smelled of sex, sweat, and Lyra's perfume.