Kate, of course, didn't have to wonder for long. Ross licked his lips, savoring the sweet taste of her release that still lingered on his tongue.
His eyes burned with hunger as he loomed over her trembling body, and without another word, he pressed the thick, swollen head of his cock to her slick, pink entrance.
Kate gasped as the sheer heat of him pressed against her delicate folds.
Her heart pounded in her chest like a drum, fear and arousal swirling together until she could hardly breathe.
She looked down, her eyes widening at the sight of his length—fifteen inches of thick, veined cock, throbbing with need, far bigger than anything she could have imagined.
Her thighs quivered, her pussy clenching nervously as though her body already knew the battle it was about to face.
"Ohhhh… s-slowly, Ross," Kate moaned, her voice shaking. "It's… it's been such a long time."
Ross smirked at her plea, his lips curling into a dark, knowing grin.
