One brutal, unrelenting thrust—twelve full inches disappearing into her in a single, devastating stroke. Her pussy opened for him like it had been carved for this moment—walls stretching impossibly around his girth, clinging tight and wet and molten-hot, taking every veined inch until his hips slammed flush against hers and his balls pressed to her ass.
Her tight pussy felt like pure fucking sin made flesh—a slick, scalding vise of velvet that gripped him so ferociously it stole his breath.
The walls were impossibly snug, rippling and spasming in frantic little flutters the instant he was fully in, milking his shaft in greedy, rhythmic pulses that dragged along every throbbing vein like they were trying to pull him deeper forever.
Hotter than fever, wetter than sin, her inner muscles clenched and fluttered in perfect, hungry waves—squeezing so tight around the thickest part of him that he could feel the delicate ridges inside her fluttering against his corona with every heartbeat.
