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The trip was too long for Andy to get to Murkia Castle in the Central Zone, and they were coming from the North, so it would be a while before they arrived. As he sat inside the carriage with maid Robin at his front, while Theresa outside drove, Andy observed through the windows what life was like in this world. There was a lot of crime, people working inhumanly, and women and men prostituting themselves on the streets even though people were watching them
Robin, who was also watching the streets, turned her gaze to Andy—the man she'd met days ago, whose thick cock had rattled her blowjob confidence. Her eyes drifted to his crotch as a sudden idea sparked.
"Hey, Mr. Alien, why don't you get some sleep? We'll reach the Central Zone by morning, and you'll need every drop of energy," Robin suggested.
"Alien? My name's Andy, in case you forgot," Andy shot back, irritation flaring.
Robin's face stayed blank. "Name doesn't matter when you're just a 'defective'," she said, voice flat and cutting.
Andy looked away. "I see…" he muttered, jaw tight.
But Robin pressed on. "Come on, rest. I'll wake you when we arrive."
Wary but exhausted, Andy gave in. The cell cot had been torture; this was better. He stretched his legs, rolled his neck, and slipped into deep sleep.
"Are you asleep?" Robin whispered. No answer. She brushed a finger across his forehead—still nothing. Andy was out cold.
Robin studied his sleeping face. Andy was… perfect. Strong jaw, lean muscle beneath the grimy tunic, a beauty that poverty couldn't hide. Her gaze drifted lower, to the heavy bulge in his trousers. She remembered the test: her lips stretched wide around his monstrous cock, throat aching, jaw burning. She'd failed to make him cum. That failure gnawed at her.
Robin, breaking her cold facade, slowly knelt before him. Her usually steady hands trembled as she unfastened Andy's trousers, freeing his flaccid but colossal cock, so thick her fingers couldn't fully encircle it. I must hone my blowjob skills and this man's penis will help me, or I will not be a competent servant for Madame Roxanne, she thought, as she began stroking it with slow, deliberate motions: Shlick-Shlick-Shlick!. Her enormous breasts swayed heavily with each pump, the fabric of her maid dress straining against the motion. The warm, smooth skin of her hand contrasted with her icy expression. The cock started to harden, growing to a monstrous size, the swollen glans glistening in the dim light filtering through the carriage window.
She opened her mouth, her plump lips enveloping the glans: ¡Slurp-Slurp!. She sucked hard, trying to take more, but the length overwhelmed her. Her throat resisted, triggering gags: ¡Gag-Gag-Gag!. She arched her back further, her skirt riding up to reveal her juicy, massive ass, barely covered by black panties that sank between her cheeks. Her fleshy pussy peeked out from the sides, wet and throbbing, betraying her arousal. How did Theresa do it?, she wondered, pulling the cock from her mouth with a ¡Pop!, saliva dripping down her chin: ¡Huff-Huff!.
If I can't handle this size with my mouth, I'll have to find another way to make him cum, Robin thought.
Frustrated, she rose. She hiked up her skirt, letting her black panties drop to the floor with a soft plop. Her slick pussy and tight anus gleamed in the dim light. She unfastened her white bodice, her giant breasts spilling free with a heavy bounce, pink nipples stiff. Straddling Andy, she brushed her wet lips against his swollen glans. Not even the head fits…
She knew fucking a "product" of the brothel was strictly forbidden unless ordered by Roxanne.
It's better not to do that, she decided, and shifted to climb off his lap—but the carriage lurched over a stone: BUMP!
She lost her balance, and Andy's giant cock plunged fully into her virgin pussy: ¡SLOSH!.
"¡AHHHHHH!" Robin screamed, her eyes brimming with tears, her face instantly flushed. It's too big for a virgin like me!, she thought, her pussy stretching to its limit, every inch of his cock filling her completely. Pain and pleasure intertwined, making her body tremble.
She tried to pull the cock out, but every movement sent waves of pleasure down her spine. Another bump: ¡BUMP!. The cock thrust deeper, hitting her uterus: ¡PLAP!. "My insides… they're going to tear!" she whispered, clinging to Andy tightly to stop him from moving, her nails digging into his back.
Andy woke, stunned, feeling the tight, wet heat enveloping his cock. What's going on? What's this lunatic doing? he thought, alarmed at seeing Robin flushed, tears in her eyes, straddling his lap with his entire length buried inside her.
"What if someone sees us?" he said aloud, grabbing her waist to push her off and pull his cock from her dripping pussy.
Robin, whose expressionless mask had shattered into one of shame and lust, hugged him tighter. "Please… don't move! I feel like I'm breaking apart inside!" she begged in his ear, her voice trembling, her massive breasts pressing against Andy's chest, bouncing with every jolt of the carriage.
Theresa shouted from outside: "Bumps ahead! Hold on tight!"
The carriage hit a stretch of brutal bumps: ¡BUMP-BUMP-BUMP!. Robin's body bounced violently, rising and falling on Andy's cock: ¡PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP!. Her giant breasts smacked Andy's face with every impact, her nipples grazing his cheeks. Each thrust hit her uterus, making her moan uncontrollably: "¡AHH! ¡AHNN! ¡OHHH! ¡THIS CAN'T BE!*".
"I told you not to move!" Robin screamed, but Andy, confused, snapped back: "It's not me, it's the damn carriage!"
The bumps didn't stop, shaking the carriage like an earthquake. Robin's pussy gripped Andy's cock like a vice, ¡Shlick-Shlick!, slick with her juices and the precum starting to leak. Her massive cheeks quivered with every impact, and her moans grew louder: "¡IT'S TOO MUCH! ¡YOU'RE BREAKING ME!*". Andy, trapped in the chaos, felt the pleasure building. His hands, almost instinctively, grabbed Robin's breasts, kneading them hard: ¡Squelch-Squelch!.
"I… I can't take it…" Robin gasped, her eyes glassy, lost in ecstasy. The carriage kept shaking, ¡BUMP-BUMP!, each jolt driving Andy's cock deeper, slamming her cervix: ¡PLAP-PLAP!. Andy growled: "Damn it, I'm gonna cum!"
"¡Please, for Goddess's Veldra's sake, don't cum!" Robin cried, but her pussy clenched even tighter, betraying her. Andy erupted with force: ¡SPURT-SPURT-SPURT!, hot, thick ropes filling her virgin pussy, overflowing down her thighs: ¡Drip-Drip!.
The bumps stopped abruptly. Robin, panting exhaustedly, ¡Huff-Huff!, collapsed against Andy's chest, his cock still buried in her throbbing pussy, cum dripping down her legs. Her massive breasts heaved with every ragged breath, sweat glistening on her skin. Andy, stunned, stared at her, unsure what to say, his mind torn between pleasure and dread of the consequences. If Roxanne finds out…, he thought, as Robin, with a mix of shame and satisfaction, murmured: "I Can't Keep Moving....!"