She 'was' moaning like an animal. Her pussy 'was' soaking wet, making obscene squelching sounds with every thrust. Her body 'was' responding like it had been waiting its entire life for this.
'The thickest thing I've ever felt,' her mind supplied dazedly. 'His cock is... it's dragging against every sensitive spot. Stretching me so wide I can feel my walls pulling. I can feel him in my stomach. Feel him hitting places that have never been touched before...'
Tears continued streaming down her face, but she couldn't tell anymore if they were from pain or pleasure or overwhelming sensation or the sheer humiliation of being used like this.
"P-please—ahhh—I can't—it's too—hnng—"
Her protests were weak, breathless, barely audible over the sound of flesh slapping against flesh and her own continuous moans.
Raven released one of her wrists, his now-free hand tangling in her dark hair instead.
He pulled.
Hard.
"AAAHHH—!"
