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and takes a brief inhale of my scent upon them before he pushes his thumbs into my soft inner thigh flesh, spreading me open wide and staring at my slit.
“I’m going to fucking stretch you so wide, silly girl,” he rumbles, leaning over me as his boxer-briefs slip further down, and those two heavy balls spill out beneath his shaft.
It’s a threat and a promise wrapped into one delicious sentence, and I reward him with a nip of his lower lip between my teeth. I’m inciting the beast within him, testing his patience and resolve, but I don’t care. I want to see how far I can push him, and how far he’ll push me back.
His cock pulses in my palm, the veins prodding my flesh as I squeeze him, tempting him closer to my slickened mound.
His chest swells as he looms over me, and he pulls me close by his grasp on my legs, so that the thick tip of his manhood grazes my slit, smearing some of my honey upon his covered shaft. He leans in over me, like I’m prey caught by this magnificent predator, and he bites my lip in return as his cock throbs against me.
“My name will be written on your lips by the time you’re done screaming,” he pledges, just before he angles back his hips, then jabs his cock at me! That thick member pierces me with one hard thrust, stretching me out so incredibly wide it makes my eyes widen, my spine arch, and my throat sing.
It’s the best parts of heaven and hell combined, and for a moment, my world just stops. Everything outside this room, all my worries and fears, they disappear, and all I can think of is him. His gorgeous body has silenced the demons in my head.
My nails dig into his back, legs locked around his ass. Only something really fucking wrong can feel this good, and fucking a near stranger raw was definitely wrong.
The man who killed my boss, held me captive…has me pinned to the mat, speared upon his dick. And he’s looking down at me with such lust in his eyes, knowing it’s only begun.
My nails claw at him, but it’s like trying to tear into steel, and he begins to rock his hips, pistoning that thick cock at a slow rate to start. My poor little cunt, ripped asunder and now stretched raw around his shaft as he begins to take me. His low, rumbling moans sounding so vicious and bestial.
It’s just what I need.
Just what I want.
“Oh god,” I whimper, and for a second, I don’t know if I can take anymore. My body begins to quiver, and I’m filled with a sudden sensation I wasn’t expecting until much later. He’s only just barely hilted within me, but his cock was made for me with how quickly my nerves respond.
The beginnings of an orgasm start to unfurl within me, and I gasp.
Watching that glistening, muscled torso rippling over me through narrow slits, I moan and writhe, my body tensing as that pleasure builds. Mikhail’s like no other man I’ve known, and the situation is completely out there.
It’s so many layers of wrong and right done just so. My toes curl, and he’s only begun to pound into me. Again and again, that thick cock pummels my poor, pink pussy, his heavy, cum-laden balls battering against my pale rear as he hammers down.
And while his chest still gleams with perspiration, I can get a glimpse of his godlike cock glistening with a different kind of slickness: my own, and I’m so wet it’s embarrassing.
I’ve never felt like this before, and definitely never done something so risky, but it all pays off almost too quickly as my nerves tighten and then release, pleasure flooding me. I can’t believe it, but I’m trembling against him like a virgin, my screams echoing off the Spartan walls. My thighs tighten around his waist, but he’s too powerful to stay put.
Instead, he grinds into me, as deeply as he can, and it’s too much and yet perfect all at once, that pain and pleasure culminating into the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever imagined having.
Mikhail pummels me throughout my loud climax, pumping harder even as a gush of warm
“I’m going to fucking stretch you so wide, silly girl,” he rumbles, leaning over me as his boxer-briefs slip further down, and those two heavy balls spill out beneath his shaft.
It’s a threat and a promise wrapped into one delicious sentence, and I reward him with a nip of his lower lip between my teeth. I’m inciting the beast within him, testing his patience and resolve, but I don’t care. I want to see how far I can push him, and how far he’ll push me back.
His cock pulses in my palm, the veins prodding my flesh as I squeeze him, tempting him closer to my slickened mound.
His chest swells as he looms over me, and he pulls me close by his grasp on my legs, so that the thick tip of his manhood grazes my slit, smearing some of my honey upon his covered shaft. He leans in over me, like I’m prey caught by this magnificent predator, and he bites my lip in return as his cock throbs against me.
“My name will be written on your lips by the time you’re done screaming,” he pledges, just before he angles back his hips, then jabs his cock at me! That thick member pierces me with one hard thrust, stretching me out so incredibly wide it makes my eyes widen, my spine arch, and my throat sing.
It’s the best parts of heaven and hell combined, and for a moment, my world just stops. Everything outside this room, all my worries and fears, they disappear, and all I can think of is him. His gorgeous body has silenced the demons in my head.
My nails dig into his back, legs locked around his ass. Only something really fucking wrong can feel this good, and fucking a near stranger raw was definitely wrong.
The man who killed my boss, held me captive…has me pinned to the mat, speared upon his dick. And he’s looking down at me with such lust in his eyes, knowing it’s only begun.
My nails claw at him, but it’s like trying to tear into steel, and he begins to rock his hips, pistoning that thick cock at a slow rate to start. My poor little cunt, ripped asunder and now stretched raw around his shaft as he begins to take me. His low, rumbling moans sounding so vicious and bestial.
It’s just what I need.
Just what I want.
“Oh god,” I whimper, and for a second, I don’t know if I can take anymore. My body begins to quiver, and I’m filled with a sudden sensation I wasn’t expecting until much later. He’s only just barely hilted within me, but his cock was made for me with how quickly my nerves respond.
The beginnings of an orgasm start to unfurl within me, and I gasp.
Watching that glistening, muscled torso rippling over me through narrow slits, I moan and writhe, my body tensing as that pleasure builds. Mikhail’s like no other man I’ve known, and the situation is completely out there.
It’s so many layers of wrong and right done just so. My toes curl, and he’s only begun to pound into me. Again and again, that thick cock pummels my poor, pink pussy, his heavy, cum-laden balls battering against my pale rear as he hammers down.
And while his chest still gleams with perspiration, I can get a glimpse of his godlike cock glistening with a different kind of slickness: my own, and I’m so wet it’s embarrassing.
I’ve never felt like this before, and definitely never done something so risky, but it all pays off almost too quickly as my nerves tighten and then release, pleasure flooding me. I can’t believe it, but I’m trembling against him like a virgin, my screams echoing off the Spartan walls. My thighs tighten around his waist, but he’s too powerful to stay put.
Instead, he grinds into me, as deeply as he can, and it’s too much and yet perfect all at once, that pain and pleasure culminating into the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever imagined having.
Mikhail pummels me throughout my loud climax, pumping harder even as a gush of warm
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