A choked gasp tore from Amanda's throat"—GUH!"—cut off mid-scream as his full impossible girth split her cunt wide open.
One brutal, balls-deep thrust that buried him to the hilt, punching the air from her lungs in a wet rush. The sound was obscene—a thick, wet SCHLICK that echoed in the dust-choked air as her inner walls stretched taut, almost tearing around the searing heat of his invading flesh. No mercy. No respite. Just possession. Utter and absolute.
Then he moved.
His hips became piston-driven engines of destruction. CRACK-CRACK-CRACK!
The rhythmic, brutal percussion of his heavy, cum-filled balls spanking the taut curve of her ass with every savage downstroke filled the room. His body weight became a weapon, slamming her back into the cracking plaster wall with every vicious upward drive.
Sweat sprayed from their colliding bodies, misting the air, mingling, creating a humid, suffocating haze. The wall groaned behind her, protesting the relentless assault.
