Eric savored the pleasure, knowing that such a slutty virgin would be even more soul-stirring to train in the future. A slut like this should be a whore.
Eric's strong arms hooked around two snow-white thighs and lifted her up. Grace's legs were spread wide, resting on his arms, her body hanging in the air, with only a red, wet, and soft pussy impaled on the large cock, bearing the weight of her entire body.
Grace let out a frightened cry, her slender arms tightly wrapped around Eric's neck, her trembling and plump tender breasts pressed tightly against his strong chest, the tender and lewd flesh flattened by the pressure.
