Chapter 39[r18]
"Whoa, slow down, Logan, it's too much," Lily gasped as Logan's thrusts got more intense. Her moans grew louder, and she clung to the bed sheets, trying to handle the force of Logan's movements while keeping her legs in a challenging split. Sweat started to glisten on her nose.
Lily's ample breasts bounced with each of Logan's powerful thrusts, her nipples hardening with excitement. Her legs, usually so graceful, were now spread wide, her calves long and flawless, her feet delicate. But now, her body, usually so elegant, was like a doll, completely at Logan's mercy. Watching this, I felt a mix of heartache and excitement.
"God, I never thought I'd actually get to do this. I used to just jerk off thinking about you giving me a hand job. Now I'm fucking you. This is... incredible," Logan panted, looking down at his cock plunging into Lily's wet, pink pussy, savoring the sensation of her warm, soft flesh.
Ignoring Lily's pained moans, Logan moved faster. He leaned forward, grabbing her full breasts, squeezing her nipples hard. His hips thrust, driving his cock in and out of her wet pussy.
Lily's delicate folds, already swollen, were driven to flutter and sway by the force of his thrusts, the small opening clenching tight around him. With each brutal surge, the pink flesh blossomed into a vibrant, angry red.
"It hurts! Logan, please... stop for a moment," Lily moaned, her voice tinged with pain. She bit her lip, trying to turn and stop Logan with one hand. But Logan pressed down hard on Lily's waist, ignoring her struggles. His cock, already red, thrust wildly into her wet pussy. "Remember what I told you to say?"
Logan shouted as he slapped Lily's butt hard, the sound echoing outside the room. Lily's painful, high-pitched moan followed, and a fiery handprint appeared on her fair buttocks.
Lily's brows furrowed, her eyes filled with tears, and she began to moan in pain. "Honey... Logan... harder... fuck me harder with your big cock... fuck my pussy..."