Time splintered into frozen shards, and Eleanor's world contracted to that single point of horror, her body a statue of tension atop the sweat-dampened sheets.
She was still skewered on Devon's unyielding cock, the thick, veined monster throbbing insistently inside her, stretching her slick walls to their limit. Every involuntary twitch of her muscles only heightened the sensation, her pussy clenching around him in a betrayal that sent fresh sparks of unwanted pleasure racing through her core.
She could feel it all in hyper-real detail, the pulsing ridges of his shaft pressing against her inner folds, the bulbous head lodged deep, nudging insistently at her cervix with a dull, aching pressure that blurred the line between ecstasy and agony.
Her arousal coated him thickly, foaming into a creamy white froth at the base where their bodies merged in a lewd, sticky union, her juices trickling down to soak his heavy balls and the crack of her ass.
