He lifted. Her thigh, one thick, mature thigh, was raised. His mouth, on her leg, the inner thigh, the pale, sensitive skin, was there. He sucked. The flesh, the warm, wet flesh, was in his mouth. Her body, tilted, was there.
Her leg, down. His cock, against her pussy. The head, the crimson, the hot, hard surface, against her entrance. The lips, the hairy, swollen, wet lips, were there.
"Wait," she said. Her melodic voice was desperate. "Wait. This is wrong. We should not—"
He slammed.
PAAAH!
The sound, the sharp, meaty, resonant clap of flesh on flesh, of divine cock entering mature pussy, filled the bathing area.
"AAANGH~!!"
Her scream, the raw, primal, overwhelmed scream, was there. Her body, the mature frame, arched. One leg up, one leg down, her body in a dancer's pose, the arch, the beautiful, agonizing, pleasure-pain arch of a woman being penetrated by a divine cock, was there.
