Mira made choking sounds, unable to form words.
Tianlong looked down at where they were connected. Her asshole was stretched beyond reason, the tight ring gripping the base of his shaft. Her thick ass cheeks were spread wide, jiggling slightly with each of her desperate breaths.
"Good woman," he praised, patting her ass. "You took all of it."
Then he pulled back.
SQUELCH.
The friction was incredible. Her anal walls clung to his shaft, dragging along every ridge, every vein, as if trying to pull him back inside.
He pulled until just the tip remained.
Mira's asshole gaped slightly, twitching, the abused muscle unable to close properly.
"hahh... hahh... thank... thank gods..." she gasped, thinking it was over.
SLAM!
He buried all nine inches again in one stroke.
"AHHHHHHHH!!!"
And then he started pounding.
PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!
Not slow. Not gentle. Brutal, animalistic fucking.
