Passionate Interrogation (End) Spilling The Beans

Lyan pulled out of Lara, turning his attention fully to Tara. He positioned himself between her legs, his hands spreading her thighs apart. Tara's eyes widened as she took in the sight of him, her breath catching in her throat. The anticipation and desire in her gaze were palpable, her body trembling slightly with a mix of excitement and nerves.

As Lyan entered Tara with a slow, deliberate motion, her gasp filled the room. Her body arched off the cold stone floor, her muscles tensing as she felt him fill her completely. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and discomfort as she adjusted to his size. Tara's skin was a deep, sun-kissed tan, her body firm and muscular from years of living as a warrior. Her large breasts heaved with each breath, the firm curves contrasting with the softness of her skin. Her long, jet-black hair spilled around her like a dark waterfall, framing her flushed face.