Tela's legs trembled as Allen pounded into her—balls slapping her ass, cock plunging deep with wet, lewd squelches that echoed off the spring's stone walls.
THMP. Sklch. Glrrk. SPLK.
Each thrust was like a body blow to her soul. Her eyes were rolled back, mouth open in a scream that kept choking into sobs.
"I-I-It's too much—!" she cried, her voice ragged and cracking. "I'm—I'm g-gonna break—!"
Allen snarled into her neck, one hand gripping her thigh, the other pressing her hips down so she couldn't squirm away.
"You already broke, sweetheart," he growled. "Now I'm fucking the pieces into place."
SLRP. SLPPK. SCHLK.
Her pussy spasmed around him, wetness coating his cock like syrup as her inner walls fluttered helplessly.
And then—it hit.
That moment.
The pressure in his gut.
The pulse in his cock.
He was close.
"Where do you want it?" he growled in her ear, voice low, dangerous. "Tell me where my cum goes, goddess."
Tela's breath hitched.
Her body jolted.
