His hand crawled beneath her body and he adjusted her. And then Eltanin climbed up, rising over her. Her breathing became ragged in anticipation. He lowered his hips and her eyes went to his massive, angry shaft and his balls that were loaded with his seed.
He stroked his erection as he stared into her eyes. He brought it to her core and rubbed the crown the entire length and then she felt him feeding it into her, the broad crown demanding entrance. She closed her eyes.
Tania saw how he was completely out of control. If she didn't allow him an entrance, he would go crazy. But she needed him so badly that she opened her thighs wider for him. When his broad head entered her, she moaned, calling out his name, "Elty." His erection inside her felt so good in her hot sheath, it felt right. She knew that his beast would have perhaps shoved himself right in, but somehow Eltanin was forcing him to go slow.
