I gasped for air, my fingers digging into Elara's shoulders as I desperately tried to find some purchase in the storm.
Her weight was crushing, and the monster inside me felt inescapable. Every time she withdrew, only to forcefully push back in, her swollen head stretched me to the point of breaking.
When she hit a deeper curve, she couldn't immediately pass. She thrust with a sudden, violent intensity—as if she were battering down a door to get to my very soul.
"Ah! No, more, ugh... it's too deep, Elara, too deep...!"
I struggled, writhing beneath her, but she was immovable. The tip of her pressed against the spot where my own slick and cum were already leaking, digging in to pound against that sensitive, curved dead end. It felt like a rhythmic hammer striking the core of my womb.
