The rhythm of the assault was relentless, each thrust of Rex's massive cock feeling like it was rearranging Valentina's internal organs.
The sheer volume of him, the heat, the impossible girth, and the way he hammered against her womb were overwhelming her consciousness.
'He's filling me up...' Valentina's thoughts were fractured, swimming in a sea of white-hot sensation. 'It's not just pleasure... it's dangerous.'
'It's like he's replacing my very essence with himself.'
'I have to stop this... I have to beg for mercy, for anything else...'
'I have to get away before there's nothing left of me!'
In a desperate, panicked burst of adrenaline, Valentina tried to break free. Her hands scraped against the sweat slicked sheets as she twisted her hips, attempting to crawl toward the edge of the bed, away from the monstrous heat behind her.
Her heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird.
But Rex was faster.
