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“Leon, please. Fuck— more please. Give me—give me all of your cock. All the way, Leon! Please! Need— deeper— yes! Harder, baby… Oh, fu—” She’s as open as much as can be for him, that she has a hand on the back of her leg to hold it up in the air. Her other hand is on Leon’s waist, pushing and pulling with each of his thrusts.

And Leon’s brain is short-circuiting because yes, he wants to give her what she’s asking for, all the way, until his hips are flush with hers; That he’ll marvel how he both understands and is confused of the phrase “where you end and I begin”. He wants to be so deep, the softness of her belly would pulse because of his cock from inside her; but also wait— hang on, is she sure? He had felt her breathing stall, tears had lined her eyes, and her hiss had sent shivers down his spine when he finally got the head of his cock inside her. What the fuck does she mean all the way and deeper, when her cunt is so tight, he’s seeing stars, that he has no choice but to keep a pace of dripping honey. She’s so cock-drunk, she doesn’t realize Leon is struggling to not hurt her and to hold back what seems to be the hardest orgasm of his life.

“Sweet— damn it,” Leon stutters because she clenches her cunt on him again. “Sweetling, I’ve got you. Need to— you need to relax a bit… I need to make it good for you— you’re so g— hmm, Christ! Fucking tight… Such a good girl for me.”

Leon loses control when she digs her nails into the flesh of his ass, the pain making him jerk into her pussy deeper than he had dared. She cries out, but then, she keens her mantra. “I can take it, yes, I can take it— please, Leon,” and finally, he gives in, bracing himself up on his arms and fucks down into her that the headboard hitting the wall is on beat with her incessant begging, which devolves into absolute ecstasy and incoherence.