Gretel's mouth opened wide with a silent cry.
The first inch spread her apart with a thick, burning pressure that stole the strength from her knees. Her fingers scraped helplessly across the desk as the swollen head forced its way inside, dragging those ridges through the tight ring of her entrance one by one.
"Asmodeus..."
Her voice cracked as she spoke.
He held her hips in place, fixated on the obscene opening that struggled to swallow him.
"Relax, it'll be okay... breathe."
"Y-You're too thick... It's too big... I'm going to die..."
"Your body is the one that desired this kind of cock, blame your dirty little mind and its obscene desire."
Gretel shivered, her cheek pressed against the scattered reports, her glossy lips parted as short, trembling breaths leaked. She tried to push back against him, yet the moment another ridge slipped inside, her thighs shook, and her ass clenched around nothing.
"Nnngh... ah...!"
The sound of her voice went straight through him.
