Nash lay flat on his back, panting for air. Victoria was sitting right on top of his hips, her knees planted on either side of his waist.
Even like this, the size difference was just crazy. Nash was huge, with shoulders so wide he made her look tiny, while her golden skin looked soft and delicate perched on top of him. Her thighs were thick and soft, framing his hips perfectly.
Yet, on this scene, the demon was the chiwawa on top of the pitbull.
Victoria's pussy was absolutely soaked. Nash could feel the liquid spreading again, pressing right against the length of his dick as she slowly rocked her hips forward.
She dragged her dripping wet slit all along his shaft, from the base all the way up to the head, coating him in her own juices. Every time the swollen head of his cock rubbed against her clit, she let out a low, satisfied moan.
She looked down at him with her eyes half-closed, a wicked little smile on her swollen lips.
