Nina's cunt ached with raw hunger, her juices flowing uncontrollably, slicking Ross's cock and thighs as her body betrayed her fear with desire.
Every time she dared glance down, her eyes widened in disbelief.
Ross's cock was enormous, veined, throbbing, stretching far past her navel.
What she had inside her already looked impossible—and yet there was still more than half of his monstrous length left to go.
Her lips trembled. Her body shook.
And then, in one reckless act of surrender, she kissed him.
Their mouths collided, messy and desperate, her tongue tangling with his as she clung to his body.
Her hips rose, painfully pulling herself almost off his cock until just the swollen head stretched her entrance.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh—" she moaned, the emptiness almost worse than the pain.
And then—
Pak!
Nina slammed herself down with everything she had.
