Yuna screamed against his cock, her muffled cry lost in the girth filling her throat. Her back bowed violently off the grass, an electric current shooting from her clit straight to her brain. Tears streamed down her face instantly, mingling with the precum and saliva.
He sucked. He drank from her like a tiger lapping at a lake, his tongue rough and relentless, invading her tight, wet hole.
Above her, he showed no mercy.
Schlch. Glack. Schlch.
He started to skull-fuck her.
His hips snapped forward with primal aggression, pounding her mouth with the same rhythm he would use to breed a pussy.
Every thrust sent his heavy balls slapping against her chin and nose, the wet smack sound echoing on the cliffside.
The smell of his groin was suffocating, filling her sinuses, drowning her catkin senses in a sea of pure testosterone.
Her body felt impossibly small beneath his, crushed under the weight of a superior being.
