Phei drew back until his crown stretched her entrance wide from within and his shaft slid out of her shining with her nectar, then he pushed in again, slow and deep; fire bloomed through her first, then frost chased after it, so her pussy clenched around him in a shocked, helpless squeeze.
"Ahh... Phei..."
He made that first withdrawal a whole little ceremony of its own.
He pulled back until eight wet inches shone between her thighs and her inner lips clung to him, turned glossy, and were drawn outward along his shaft; her entrance went pale around his fat crown for a heartbeat before it flushed again as he fed her what she could take and left the rest gleaming outside her, pressed to the seam of her ass.
The Goddess's stomach jumped while nipples dragged wet across his chest when he folded closer. Phei kissed her through the stretch and looked down at their join the way a man looks at a secret he never intends to share, warm and possessive.
