With more than half the rod within her and no longer any need to hold it in position, Athenodora raised her other hand and wrapped her arm around Caius's neck, hooking him close.
Caius placed his hands on Athenodora's waist before working his way to her ass where he gripped her asscheeks and kneaded their supple wonder. With every inch of his cock that made its way into Athenodora's snatch, a growl would originate deep in Caius's chest as he was gripped by the pleasure of it all. Athenodora was incredibly tight, which didn't surprise Caius. What did surprise him—even though it certainly didn't displease him—was how quickly Athenodora's velvety walls accepted him and reshaped to match his girth, working all over his rod and massaging his length with absurd precision.
The warmth was incredible. It was that maternal warmth he had felt exuding from Athenodora's sex earlier, only now he was getting to experience it at a degree of intimacy that was turning his mind to mush.
