Phei let her pause but the eight inches of thick, veined cock stayed buried inside Melissa Ryujin Tiamat.
"Phei... fuck me..." She begged.
Her walls fluttered wildly around him — squeezing, releasing, squeezing again — the warm, wet interior of her body rippling with helpless contractions; her body's desperate, instinctive attempt to accommodate something it could not fully contain and could not bear to lose.
His hand squeezed her ass, he kneaded the soft flesh, his fingers trailed down the cleft to the sensitive crease where cheek met thigh, and the touch made her hips jolt, grinding her swollen clit against the thick root of his cock where it entered her.
The friction tore a broken sob from her chest.
"AH — Phei — ahh — more — please — more —"
He slid forward — one more slow, devastating inch.
