Laz started hard, but not too hard, stopping just as he reached her point of no return. Surprisingly, she was the one who ended up going too far by trying to take it deeper than she should have, causing her to start choking as tears streamed out of her eyes.
Despite that, she didn't give in and kept going.
"Good. Now lose those hands and use them to remove that dress," Laz ordered, her hair still wrapped up in his fingers.
Hera did as ordered, fumbling around for a solid minute while trying to remove the surprisingly complicated dress.
"Oh the hell with it," Laz finally said, reaching down and ripping the thing from her, still keeping her head in place with his other hand.
Hera gasped, but Laz just shoved himself in more, causing her to focus again on his massive rod.
"Good. Now like a good bitch, you are on your knees and naked, just the way you should be. Right?" Laz asked, getting in the mood for the moment.
