The tension in the room was suffocating, thick with the scent of sweat, sex, and raw, unbridled lust. Rex's body was a coiled spring, his muscles rippling and straining as he fought the absolute urge to erupt.
Elizabeth could feel the massive, pulsing pressure deep inside her, the way his cock was thrumming with the sheer volume of the semen waiting to be unleashed.
Her eyes widened, a sudden flash of primal terror piercing through her haze of pleasure. 'Oh god... he's going to... he's going to cum!'
The thought of his massive load flooding her womb sent a jolt of panic through her. 'What if... what if I get pregnant?'
'What if his baby grows inside me and ruins everything?'
But Rex didn't give a single fuck about her worries. He wasn't concerned about consequences, about her marriage, or about the "proper" way to do things.
He only cared about the sensation of claiming her completely.
"Here it comes, you fucking slut!" Rex roared, his voice a guttural, animalistic sound.
