"Ah! Master—!" Her voice was a needy whine, her body arching into the pain. "It's too much—I'm going to—"
I could feel her pussy fluttering around me, her orgasm building. I leaned down and captured her mouth in a bruising kiss, swallowing her moans as I fucked her through it.
Ema's pussy was swollen and dripping, her walls clinging to my cock like a second skin, every ridge of me stretching her to the limit.
She was whimpering nonstop, her fingers clawing at my back, her short nails biting into my skin as she panted, "Oh god, Master, it's too deep—"
Her voice was thick with need, her breath hitching as my cock swelled inside her. I could feel her pussy fluttering around me, her body trembling on the edge of something big. "You can take it," I growled, my voice rough as gravel. "You were made to take my cum, Ema."
