He answered her command without mercy... DRILLING her pussy in the same way he knew better. Eziel needed not technique right now of masterfully, what she craved was a drill that would make her forget all the past pathetic days and the satisfy the hunger she's been starved.
His hands clamped around her waist like iron vices—fingers sinking deep into the soft, sweat-slick flesh above her hips, bruising deep enough that purple blooms would mark her for a week. He yanked her forward at the same moment his hips snapped.
The thrust was savage—full-powered, no buildup, no warning. He buried another thick, brutal four inches in one merciless plunge, the flared head battering past her deepest resistance until the veined shaft was sheathed to nearly eight inches inside her impossibly small cunt.
This was all she could take for now unlike his women who were used to his cock... at least when he doesn't increase it.
