With a slow, deliberate movement, Trinity positioned Ross's cock over her still-damp, eagerly awaiting entrance. The air crackled with unspoken desire.
Then, with a measured descent, she took him deep within her, a silent scream of pleasure escaping her lips as the unfamiliar yet exhilarating depth of the penetration enveloped her.
A wave of sensations washed over her, a symphony of pressure and exquisite pleasure.
There was a fleeting moment of intense pressure, a slight discomfort, but then, almost instantly, the sensation morphed into an overwhelming rush of ecstasy.
Only a cock of this magnitude could evoke such a profound response, such a potent combination of raw power and delicate tenderness.
"Oh... my... god..." Trinity gasped, her breath hitching. Her eyes, once dark and intense, now closed in sheer delight, as she gazed up at the ceiling.
