Her big breasts jiggle for me, gorgeous veins showing their fullness, her nipples full and needy.
Her belly is beautiful sheerly for the fact I know she’s going to hold my children in there.
The triangle of her sex glistens as she looks up at me, her thighs deliciously large, making my palms tingle as I remember carnally grabbing hold of them.
“Lie back,” I growl. “Open those virgin legs. I need you so, so badly.”
My woman does as I say, lying back and spreading her legs. I groan as I stare at the pinkness of her lips, her come making her thighs slick and shiny.
Stumbling over to the bed – she’s making me feel drunk – a voice tries to stop me, reminding me of the consequences.
My daughter.
But the thought passes quickly as the animal takes over, the beast who knows I need to impregnate this woman and do it now.
I climb onto the bed, propping my hands on either side of her. She reaches up and claws onto my arms, digging her nails in, biting her lip as she meets my eye.
“Better than taking photos, eh?” I tease lightly, kissing her cheek.
Reaching down, I grab my swollen base and guide it to her soaking wet opening. She whimpers as her eyes widen, a reverberation running through her body.
Then she stares at me hard, sassiness glittering in her expression.
She squeezes harder onto my arm.
“I want you to fuck me,” she says. “Not hard, maybe not right away. But I’m ready. I want it so freaking badly. Don’t hold back, Felix.”
It’s been twenty years since I was with a woman. And I find you a million times more attractive than anybody else. You might want me to hold back a little.
“Are you sure?” I snarl as my helm kisses her entrance, spreading her sensitive lips.
“Yes, I’m…I’m….”
She trails off as I arch my back and push inside of her. I don’t give her everything I have.
If I unleashed the full force of my lust as she wants, I wouldn’t be able to stop.
I’d hammer her soaked innocent pussy until the bed broke.
She gasps as I push even deeper, her lips hugging onto my cock tightly. I was right about how perfect she’d feel, a fist of euphoric fire squeezing around my shaft as I finally thrust all the way.
I hold myself inside of her, buried right up to the hilt, looking her in the eye.
She moans gently, her eyes getting that dreamy look again, as though she still hasn’t recuperated from her last orgasm.
“How…does it…feel?” she moans.
I smirk or try to. I feel my lips tremble with the effort of not completely letting myself go on her young body.
“Perfect,” I snarl. “You’re perfect. And you?”
“B-big,” she whispers. “But…I want you to…to do it. Please.”
When she says please, I’m sure I’m about to explode.
My seed would have no problem with that.
It’s writhing up and down my shaft, roaring with the desire to explode into her. Aching to begin a family.