Kamian pressed his lower body tightly against mine, vigorously thrusting his waist. He forcefully widened my inner walls to accommodate his overly large shaft. Each time, the sensation against my sensitive flesh, against his burning and firm flesh, became unbearable. I extended my hand behind me, scraping Kamian’s abdomen with my nails.
“From the beginning, too forcefully… Ah!”
I was interrupted as Kamian lifted his waist. My hand, which had been resting on his abdomen, fell weakly, clutching the bedsheet.
“Quickly, to enjoy,”
“Ha!”
“If you want to rest,”
“Hm, just a mo…”
“You have to ride me like a dog.”
Thump! Whack! I struggled to resist the force coming from behind, my body jolting forward as if about to be launched. Though I felt the strong grip twisting my pelvis, there was no sensation of the captured hip being numb or frozen. With reckless abandon, the thick pillar thrust haphazardly against my inner walls, forcibly igniting my senses of pleasure.
“Ah, ugh, Kamian… ugh!”
It was a primitive movement driven solely by pleasure. With each forceful strike, my upper body jerked forward, colliding with Kamian’s torso at my back. He nibbled on my earlobe and whispered.
“Ah, does it feel good when I penetrate you like this?”
“Ha… deeper! Just a little further back, ah!”
“Your depths, they clench tightly around me and refuse to let go.”
“Ah, yes! Right there, ugh!”
Without respite, the eagerly thrusting phallus invaded the depths of my inner walls, causing my body to spring up with exhilaration. The previously weighty sensation was now surpassed by an electrifying thrill that made my eyes widen. The place of sensation would soon become a quivering mess, and it was only a matter of time before moans turned into cries of ecstasy. Even the tingling sensation that seemed to chew on my ears felt intoxicating, driving me to the brink of madness.
“Ah, yes, good, ugh, Kamian… ah!”
The ferocious phallus created a squelching sound every time it delved deeper. Kamian’s torso, pressed against my back, glistened with sweat, and the saliva I couldn’t swallow trickled through my parted lips. Even the sensation of him fiercely gripping my ear-piercingly heightened the pleasure, causing my body to tremble uncontrollably under the overwhelming waves of sensation.
Kamian, who embraced my upper body tightly, quickened his thrusting motion. Thump, whack! I was unable to utter a sound, my throat clenched as if suffocating. The stimulation was too intense, and an electrifying pleasure relentlessly ravaged every nerve in my body, surpassing my capacity to withstand it while in a sober state.
“Ha… ha….”
“Ah! Ahh… wait, M-Ma-Master, ugh! The stimulation is… ugh!”
Though I attempted to twist my waist to escape, I couldn’t free myself from the vice-like grip of his arms. I mindlessly scratched at the headboard, my eyes devoid of meaning. As the arms that enveloped my abdomen released their hold, my upper body leaned forward completely. Kamian interlocked his fingers with mine, which were stretched out, pressing them firmly together.
“No, please… H-hurts… M-Master, ahh!”
Fiery waves of o****m cascaded down from head to toe. My vision flickers white, repeatedly fading into darkness, obscuring everything from sight. Every time I murmured, my body trembled with the remnants of climax, and within me, the phallus embedded deep within my walls began to churn.
“Ha… n-not yet… ugh!”
Kamian grasped my exhausted shoulders and lifted his torso, propping his arm around my waist. With a force that resounded in a loud thud, he inserted his phallus forcefully, as if determined not to let me collapse.
“Ah, hnngh!”
His excited breath mingled with our shared kiss, echoing through my ears. The sporadic, low moans and his heated breath were dangerously arousing.
Kamian moved violently, as if possessed. Each time his phallus deeply plunged into me and then withdrew, I could feel the sticky fluid sliding down my thighs with a squelching sound.
“Ha! Ah, Kamian… I-I’m going to… ugh!”
He thrust his phallus with such force that it seemed he would penetrate my womb. Simultaneously, his arm skillfully traced the contours of my s*x, pressing against the plump flesh.
“No… huff, stop, Kamian… please, ahh.”
This was no longer a level of pleasure I could endure. If it continued like this, my brain might melt away in the heat. I desperately flung my waist forward and twisted my body sideways, but my attempts only served as stimulation for Kamian, who made a scratching sound in his throat.
Kamian pressed his lower body tightly against mine, vigorously thrusting his waist. He forcefully widened my inner walls to accommodate his overly large shaft. Each time, the sensation against my sensitive flesh, against his burning and firm flesh, became unbearable. I extended my hand behind me, scraping Kamian’s abdomen with my nails.
“From the beginning, too forcefully… Ah!”
I was interrupted as Kamian lifted his waist. My hand, which had been resting on his abdomen, fell weakly, clutching the bedsheet.
“Quickly, to enjoy,”
“Ha!”
“If you want to rest,”
“Hm, just a mo…”
“You have to ride me like a dog.”
Thump! Whack! I struggled to resist the force coming from behind, my body jolting forward as if about to be launched. Though I felt the strong grip twisting my pelvis, there was no sensation of the captured hip being numb or frozen. With reckless abandon, the thick pillar thrust haphazardly against my inner walls, forcibly igniting my senses of pleasure.
“Ah, ugh, Kamian… ugh!”
It was a primitive movement driven solely by pleasure. With each forceful strike, my upper body jerked forward, colliding with Kamian’s torso at my back. He nibbled on my earlobe and whispered.
“Ah, does it feel good when I penetrate you like this?”
“Ha… deeper! Just a little further back, ah!”
“Your depths, they clench tightly around me and refuse to let go.”
“Ah, yes! Right there, ugh!”
Without respite, the eagerly thrusting phallus invaded the depths of my inner walls, causing my body to spring up with exhilaration. The previously weighty sensation was now surpassed by an electrifying thrill that made my eyes widen. The place of sensation would soon become a quivering mess, and it was only a matter of time before moans turned into cries of ecstasy. Even the tingling sensation that seemed to chew on my ears felt intoxicating, driving me to the brink of madness.
“Ah, yes, good, ugh, Kamian… ah!”
The ferocious phallus created a squelching sound every time it delved deeper. Kamian’s torso, pressed against my back, glistened with sweat, and the saliva I couldn’t swallow trickled through my parted lips. Even the sensation of him fiercely gripping my ear-piercingly heightened the pleasure, causing my body to tremble uncontrollably under the overwhelming waves of sensation.
Kamian, who embraced my upper body tightly, quickened his thrusting motion. Thump, whack! I was unable to utter a sound, my throat clenched as if suffocating. The stimulation was too intense, and an electrifying pleasure relentlessly ravaged every nerve in my body, surpassing my capacity to withstand it while in a sober state.
“Ha… ha….”
“Ah! Ahh… wait, M-Ma-Master, ugh! The stimulation is… ugh!”
Though I attempted to twist my waist to escape, I couldn’t free myself from the vice-like grip of his arms. I mindlessly scratched at the headboard, my eyes devoid of meaning. As the arms that enveloped my abdomen released their hold, my upper body leaned forward completely. Kamian interlocked his fingers with mine, which were stretched out, pressing them firmly together.
“No, please… H-hurts… M-Master, ahh!”
Fiery waves of o****m cascaded down from head to toe. My vision flickers white, repeatedly fading into darkness, obscuring everything from sight. Every time I murmured, my body trembled with the remnants of climax, and within me, the phallus embedded deep within my walls began to churn.
“Ha… n-not yet… ugh!”
Kamian grasped my exhausted shoulders and lifted his torso, propping his arm around my waist. With a force that resounded in a loud thud, he inserted his phallus forcefully, as if determined not to let me collapse.
“Ah, hnngh!”
His excited breath mingled with our shared kiss, echoing through my ears. The sporadic, low moans and his heated breath were dangerously arousing.
Kamian moved violently, as if possessed. Each time his phallus deeply plunged into me and then withdrew, I could feel the sticky fluid sliding down my thighs with a squelching sound.
“Ha! Ah, Kamian… I-I’m going to… ugh!”
He thrust his phallus with such force that it seemed he would penetrate my womb. Simultaneously, his arm skillfully traced the contours of my s*x, pressing against the plump flesh.
“No… huff, stop, Kamian… please, ahh.”
This was no longer a level of pleasure I could endure. If it continued like this, my brain might melt away in the heat. I desperately flung my waist forward and twisted my body sideways, but my attempts only served as stimulation for Kamian, who made a scratching sound in his throat.
