Her cunt sucked at the withdrawal, inner lips clinging, slick with arousal, desperate to keep him buried.
Then he slammed home—one brutal thrust that punched a guttural cry from her throat. His cock split her walls, stretching them wide, the flared dragon head dragging ridges along her front wall as he buried himself... deep.
Hips crashed together—wet slap of flesh on flesh. His rhythm was immediate, punishing: pelvis grinding against hers in circular motions as he withdrew almost fully, then speared deep again.
Wet heat engulfed him with every penetration, her cunt clenched like a velvet vise, rippling along his shaft, massaging the throbbing veins. Juices flooded—copious, slick—dribbling down her crease, coating his balls each time he bottomed out.
