He reached down and gripped the waistband of his boxers, stripping them off in one fluid motion. As the fabric fell away, Maya's eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat.
'No... I'm going to get raped for sure...'
Her gaze was drawn to the sight of his massive, thick cock springing free from its confinement. It was a dark, heavy beast of a thing, pulsing with a life of its own, veiny and intimidating.
A wave of pure, unadulterated shock washed over her. Her mind involuntarily flashed to Marc, to his small, underwhelming, and often limp dick that never seemed to truly satisfy her.
This was different because it can only be compared with a real weapon. This was a man's tool of conquest, and compared to what she was used to, Mike's cock looked legendary.
Mike noticed her wide-eyed stare and let out a low, dark chuckle. He reached down, his large hand wrapping around the base of his hot rod, pumping it once to show her just how much he was ready to use it.
