Ross smiled—approving, amused, and utterly in control.
Without waiting for a command, Brenda climbed onto the bed. Her body shook with every movement, but she forced herself forward.
She moved over him, positioning herself above his massive cock. Her thighs quivered as she lowered herself slowly, knees sinking into the mattress.
Her eyes fell to the monstrous thing between his legs, pulsing with anticipation. It looked even bigger up close—almost comically large, but there was nothing funny about what came next.
Brenda swallowed hard.
She hovered just above the head, letting the swollen tip press against her slick entrance. She was already wet—whether from fear or submission, she didn't know. But the moment the head kissed her folds, she knew it wouldn't be easy.
She tried to lower herself gently.
