Her warmth was like a hot spring around his shaft, but she still couldn't fit more than a third of its length, and with every thrust, she slid up and down, the heavy sound of air leaving as her juices gushed in a hot, obscene rush. Wet sounds filled the room, slaps and squelches that sent shivers crawling up Leonhardt's spine.
His fingers sank into Nyxara's soft brown thighs, squeezing them with his lust as he fought to keep her balanced. Her folds fluttered each time his glans kissed her entrance, until finally, her insides loosened just enough as he slammed her down.
"Agck!!?"
Her scream cracked into a gasp, breath shattering as his cock buried itself to the hilt. Her walls deformed around him, stretching unnaturally to fit his monstrous girth, the tip nudging her womb like a kiss to her soul.
"Oooh… fuck..."
