Is that deep enough?

"Alright... That's enough playing around~"

The duchess told Mastur, her voice projecting as a throaty moan.

"You're already so hard~"

Her slightly dazed eyes were fixed on the sight of his pulsing, veiny piece of meat.

"Stick it inside me already~ I want you... Inside me~~"

"If that's all you want," Mastur grinned. "Then you'll have all of it..."

Mastur skillfully positioned his stiffened cock atop her eager pussy, demonstrating his expertise in the art of pleasure.

With a firm grip on her ankles, he elevated her legs, granting himself an optimal vantage point to admire her wet, fleshy folds.

"You're always so wet, it's amusing..." he said.

"Don't tease me, just work my pussy with your cock~"

As he leisurely glided his hardened shaft against her velvety folds, the delightful warmth of her intimate embrace enveloped him, while the tantalizing sensation of her cum-stained pubic hairs teasingly tickled the tip of his cock — its burning sensation felt like a million fire ants touching his tip.

"AHNNNNMN~~ AHMMMMMNNN~~! Right there~~!"

Unyielding in his grip, he persisted, each stroke and tender caress upon her pussy causing the duchess to contort her neck in ecstasy, her eyes tightly shut.

Her throaty, languid moans filled the air, and the intoxicating blend of desire and indolence in her gaze bestowed upon her a seductive, sloth-like allure.

With each rhythmic motion, her breasts swayed gracefully, as if performing a mesmerizing dance.

And. while his throbbing cock lovingly stroked her pussy, his testicles pressed against her quivering anus, heightening the pleasure she felt inside.

Her two holes felt a sensational touch.

It was an incredibly exhilarating experience, as the passion between them expedited.

"You've been playing around for a little too long~"

"And what's wrong with that...?" he smiled.

She stifled a moan. "E-everything... I want your cock inside me, and I don't care in what hole it goes..."

Be it an anal or her pussy, she could take it like a pro.

"Just a moment..."

Isobel smiled, "I don't want a mo—"

A hiccup escaped her mouth.

The duchess, with her alluring smile, initially displayed a hint of discomfort when Mastur inserted just half of his cock into her delicate folds.

"E-EEEE.... EYAAANNNN~~ EEYAANNN~!!"

Her legs quivered under the weight of the moment, while the resolute sound of his impressive cock persistently sought to delve deeper into her vagina. Despite the pain, the duchess valiantly maintained her composure, her face contorted in a valiant struggle.

Mastur's formidable cock roughly fought to penetrate further, already reaching the halfway mark within her pussy.

It continued to squash against her pussy, finding its way in.

Yet, it pressed against the tender walls of her femininity, until finally, the moment arrived.

"AHNNNNNNNN~~!! IT'S INSIDE ME~~ YEEESSSSSNNNN~~!!"

His entire length triumphantly nestled within her, directly reaching her womb.

At this precise juncture, the duchess' expression of pain seamlessly transformed into an expression of pure ecstasy, her eyes rolling back and her tongue animalistically peeking out.

The outline of his cock could even be seen upon the surface of her flat abdomen.

That was how deep inside, his cock was.

"Is that deep enough for you..."

The duchessʼ doggy like stare remained present.

"S... So amazing..."

Mastur's mighty cock was engaged in a ceaseless motion, thrusting in and out with pure power.

It refused to relent, persistently plunging into the depths of her sweet pink vagina, causing the duchess to emit increasingly fervent moans.

"Oh yes, I want more of that huge cock inside me~!! Give it to me more~! Don't stop~!!"

It was formidable, rigid, and unyielding, wreaking havoc upon her well experienced pussy.

She found herself utterly overwhelmed by its prowess.

His cock compressed her delicate folds, exerting an immense force that left her insides quivering.

Though her passage was not particularly tight, Mastur's extremely fat cock created the illusion of unparalleled tightness.

"Ohn yes, my pussyʼs never felt this tight before~~!"

It traversed her innermost pussy, even grazing her womb on multiple occasions, causing it to shift incessantly. Each withdrawal and subsequent thrust left a distinct imprint of his manhood upon her abdomen.

Meanwhile, her breasts danced with abandon, swaying hither and thither, as Mastur's vigorous thrusts showed no mercy.

It followed the motion of Mastur's cock.

If he thrusted in, her breasts would shoot up.

If he drew out his cock for a moment, those milky meatbags of hers would collapsed on her chest once again.

The duchess joyfully raised her glistening arms and lovingly embraced Mastur, their entire bodies enveloped in a warm glow.

Her breasts, drenched in sweat, exuded an extraordinary radiance, as droplets of sweat from Mastur's chest cascaded gently down, either caressing his cock or delicately landing upon her breasts, where they settled upon her taut nipples, adorned with a few droplets of milk.

After a brief moment, the amalgamation of milk and sweat would gracefully descend, tracing the voluptuous curve of her bosom, until finally reaching the bed, which bore the faint traces of urine.

The duchess' urineʼs musky scent permeated the air.

It was muskier than normal.

Despite the closed windows, the room could not contain the intoxicating aroma of sweat and urine.

Yet, for someone like the duchess, who found pleasure in the dirtiness that came with sex, she always wanted to feel like a swine, a pig during a good fuck.

She gently guided his head to rest upon her perspiring shoulder, causing Mastur's head to make a soft impact.

Despite this, his rhythmic movements did not cease; on the contrary, they persisted, propelling his cock deeper into her warm, inviting pussy.

As his chest pressed against her plush, ample breasts, which undulated against his torso, he continued to penetrate her pussy with might.

"AHNNNNNNN~ AHNNN~~ OHHNNN~~!! SO... GOOD...!!"

The duchess's wet, milky nipples made their presence known, firmly pressing against his chest, further fueling his ardor. He persisted, his tongue eagerly tasting the saltiness of her sweat, each lick tempting him to indulge even more.

"You taste so nice..." he told her.

But she was too consumed by his cock to give a proper response.

Saliva and sweat mingled as their bodies intertwined, their passion intensifying with each thrust.

"Pah~! Pah~! Pah~! Pah~! Pah~! Pah~! Pah~!"

The resounding claps of their union echoed, the force of Mastur's groin and hefty testicles colliding with her supple ass.

The bed began to creak under the strain.

Number one proof that the fucking was good.

The duchess's grip on his neck tightened, her arms conveying an even stronger embrace, while her nipples stood even more erect, her breasts jiggling with even greater flow.

"Y-yes... Put... It inside m— ahnnnnn~~! Faster!! More~~!"

He kept thrusting his cock into her, building up to the grand finale.

Mastur was always rock solid, capable of cumming five times and still craving more. But this time, he knew he had already satisfied the duchess. So, what did he do? He cranked up the sexual tension, multiplying the energy surrounding his cock.

Then, he lifted himself off her body and smacked his hands onto her breasts.

"AHNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN~~~ NGGHHAA~~!!"

It was a sharp, extremely painful slap on her aching breasts.

The slap turned her boobies a lovely shade of crimson, and she couldn't help but let out a loud moan.

Mastur squeezed her breasts with all his might, and lo and behold, milk spurted out from her nipples, splashing both of them.

No sweat wasn't the only thing on them.

"I'm about to cum~~!!"

"Do it inside me~~!!"

And finally, Mastur gave her a creampie.

He released every last drop of his cum into her shaken pussy.

Like a waterfall, it gushed out like hot yogurt, causing the duchess to squirm and shake as if she had a case of the shakes.

"Gonneehhhhhh~~!"

By the time his potent seed filled her to the brim, it overflowed and the thick, white cream trickled down her thighs, leaving a trail of his cum on the bed.