I pushed deeper, forcing my sizable length to tear through the resisting ring of muscle of her backside. A soft, rending sound was followed by Gwenneth's escalating scream, filling the room.
It was incredibly tight—so tight it was almost painful for me. It was no less intense than my little rabbit's. And that only made it more pleasurable.
I kept pushing until the base of my shaft met the swell of her buttocks, buried fully inside her now-stuffed hole. My cockhead pressed against the deepest end of her rectum, and she shrieked, eyes wide, her once perpetually sneering mouth agape in pure, paralyzing agony.
I held still for a moment, savoring the overwhelming sensation of her backside clenching and gripping every inch of me. It was incredible—hot, tight, and full of the shocked resistance of her muscles. And above all, there was a deep, sadistic satisfaction in watching Gwenneth's face.
