She trembled. "Please forgive me—"
"Nah, you don't."
He slammed her down.
PAAAH!!
His cock drove into her pussy. All nine inches. One thrust. The impact was wet — her arousal had soaked them both — and the sound was sharp. Flesh on flesh. Her eyes rolled back. She screamed. Her hands tightened on his horns, knuckles white, gripping the crystals as if they were the only thing keeping her from falling.
"AAAAHH—♡♡!!"
He lifted her again. Using gravity. Her body rose, his cock withdrawing until only the tip remained inside. Then he swung her down.
PAAAH!!
"HNNGH—♡♡!!"
Again. Up. Down.
PAAAH!!
"PLEE—♡♡!! AH—♡♡!!"
The rhythm was brutal. Each drop was a full-body impact, her weight driving his cock to the hilt, her cervix taking the hit with each landing. Her breasts swung with each thrust — heavy, pale, the nipples stiff and leaking. Milk beaded on the tips, then sprayed with each impact, thin white streams arcing from her chest.
