Aiden kept fucking Ayashi with ruthless, savage force, his massive, wrist-thick cock buried to the hilt inside her convulsing pussy. At 200% sensitivity, her brain had already melted into pure, screaming pleasure. Every nerve ending was a live wire. Every tiny movement of his cock made her body jerk and spasm like a broken toy. Her mind was gone. She was nothing but a drooling, squirting womb-slut who only craved his cock, his cum, and the endless breeding.
He kept his face buried against her massive, milk-heavy tits, sucking greedily. His mouth latched onto one swollen, lactating nipple like a starving calf, pulling and milking thick, warm jets of her creamy milk into his throat while his tongue swirled around the puffy areola. At the same time, his free hand squeezed and kneaded the other breast, fingers digging deep into the soft flesh, pinching and twisting the nipple until it leaked even more.
