His eyes flashed with barely restrained desire as he positioned himself at my entrance, the blunt head of his c**k pressing against me. Slowly, almost agonizingly, he pushed inside. My breath hitched, my body adjusting to the stretch, the fullness.
"Wait… ah—" I tried to speak, but before I could finish, he slammed into me, and I gasped, the sensation of being filled completely overwhelming me. It was too much, too painful, too good. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything but feel as he moved inside me.
He started slow at first, his thrusts measured, controlled, but soon, his pace quickened, slamming into me harder, deeper. When he hit a spot deep inside me, a silent scream left my lips, and I was falling again, my body trembling as another wave of pleasure ripped throu
