Avery's POV.
He pressed two fingers into my folds, dragging them upward. Slowly, they brushed my c**t. His c**k rubbed against my p***y lips. Without warning, he rammed into me. Hard. Stretching me more.
He began thrusting in and out, setting a devastating rhythm that pushed me forward with each thrust.
“Fuckkkk.” I writhed, almost convulsing. I tugged my hands back, wanting to hold him, but he caught both my wrists, locking them behind my lower back.
He kept slamming into me roughly. My boobs bounced with his pace, n*****s grazing the mattress. His hand gripped and squeezed them hard, pinching my n*****s.
I could feel his balls slapping against me, making a wet sound that echoed through the room. My thighs were shaking, my p***y soaking around him. The previous pain had vanished and
