Burning Hunger

“Ah... You’re so fucking tight. Are you trying to suck my soul out?”

Dohwi let out a curse instinctively, while gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks.

With one final thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, making Sohwa’s legs tremble.

“Ah! Ahhh... It’s too deep, Dohwi... Too deep...!!!”

Her pale, smooth arms flailed as she tried to push him away, but Dohwi, completely lost in his own excitement, roughly grabbed her arms and began to thrust even harder.

“Ah! Oh! It’s too deep! Dohwi, P-Please... Stop!!”

His hips collided with her buttocks, producing a rhythmic series of thuds while driving deep inside her.

His thick tip struck her cervix, scraped her inner walls, and pulled back out, over and over.

Her cries turned into uncontrollable moans as her tight folds clung to his ridged manhood, gripping and releasing.

THUD, THUD, THUD.

With each thrust full of passion and force, Sohwa quickly reached her peak, her face buried in the pillow as she wept.