With a deep, guttural groan, he thrust into me in one powerful, claiming stroke.

I moaned loudly as he buried every thick inch inside my tight, dripping pussy. The stretch was intense and perfect — burning in the most delicious way as his massive cock forced my walls open, filling me so completely I swore I could feel him in my stomach. My inner muscles fluttered and clenched desperately around him, still sensitive from the orgasms he’d already forced from me. I felt so full, so stretched, so utterly owned.

“Fuuuuck, ,” he groaned, staying buried to the hilt for a long moment, grinding his hips in slow, filthy circles...