Katala
It hurt. It hurt a lot to have Noctis in his God vessel mounting me. His c**k simply didn’t fit inside of me. It was impossibly big and even if I couldn’t see it I sure could feel it. He shifted me up and down and wrapped an arm around my tensed stomach, before shoving me against his c**k. I screamed, thrashing like a wounded animal. He shoved harder and harder, his c**k tensed and throbbed until it finally passed the ring of my tight entrance and hit home, spearing me all the way in and making us both groan in pleasure. My p***y stretched and caved, hugging his c**k tightly to which the God moaned in ecstasy.
His long tongue licked my back, from the tight button of my backside to my shoulders. Wide hips slammed against my ass in a maddened tempo that made his pumps feel
